Wisteria

Coming back to see The greenest grass surrounding me Pressed beneath my feet I feel all that will never be It's not my time yet Waiting faithfully Tear stains on hardwoods Make a good point to mark the pain They will fade away Wisteria doesn't grow in vain It's not it's time yet Waiting patiently Among the darkest night I'm grateful for my life I'm grateful for the time It makes me sad to see That all of these words sound foreign to me The words I wrote myself Feel written by someone else But it's not their time here I feel it now Among the darkest night I'm grateful for my life I'm grateful for the time I will plant the seed It'll grow all over me Wisteria, it's time Wisteria, it's time I'll lay under the tree Grow all over Grow over me I then drove home from there Placing the day upon my shelf Crawling into bed I know I've found peace within myself