A voice from the past,
it's the tender memories that last
stand firm and stand fast
for this ride has just begun
Remembering when we were young
and wouldn't listen to anyone
and all the songs that were sung
by the light of the moon?
All too soon it was gone
as i wondered what went wrong
and how i got along all these years
without the friends i held so dear
All the buckets of tears
and the bitter pills swallowed,
trials and tribulations
and victories hollow
make me wonder if what followed
was meant to be,
what i needed to become free
of the baggage that i bore for too long
for what escaped in poem and song
is what i have to share
for what we all look for is as simple
as someone who cares...
03-20-10
it's the tender memories that last
stand firm and stand fast
for this ride has just begun
Remembering when we were young
and wouldn't listen to anyone
and all the songs that were sung
by the light of the moon?
All too soon it was gone
as i wondered what went wrong
and how i got along all these years
without the friends i held so dear
All the buckets of tears
and the bitter pills swallowed,
trials and tribulations
and victories hollow
make me wonder if what followed
was meant to be,
what i needed to become free
of the baggage that i bore for too long
for what escaped in poem and song
is what i have to share
for what we all look for is as simple
as someone who cares...
03-20-10
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