End of Tunnel...

Just a thought,
but is it mine?...
This is how it happens every time;
a simple line, a simple rhyme
to try to catch the moment sublime
And so i give a paper chase
and hope the memories won't be erased
before they find the page and rest
before they continue on...
Where do words go
after they are spoken,
what can one do when trust is broken?
do you wake each morning in sorrow
or hoping this day will change the world...
and it does and it has
and there is the laugh
for i beginning to feel
(no, i always done that)
i'm beginning to think
on the things that i lack
and the things that i've lost
and the things i'd like back
but Time isn't one
but now Time has begun
and Time isn't slipping away anymore;
it is giving me another day to explore
the wonders i have ignored
for far too long...
      04-07-10