As all too soon each little day is done

I sat  on your old wall to see the sun
The wall is cold and makes my  rear end chill
As all too soon each little day is done

The day is ending and I ‘ve not  begun
To do my writing , let my mind be still
I sat  on your old wall  in winter sun

If we were younger we might have more fun
But  we  allow now  what we cannot will
As all too soon each little day is done

Must we finish what we have begun?
We gazed at  rampant water by the mill.
I sat  on your old wall  in winter sun

As a woman, I can love a  man
Them to their rest with singing I may lull
As all too soon each little day is done

Today my heart with love is very full
And happy tears  my  features like to swill
I sat  on your  stone wall to  eye the sun
As all too soon each little day is done