Who would have thought today would be too late
to discover those things I had in my possession yesterday
so I must cherish them like there is no tomorrow
.
Just an inkling in time, a minutia of life
is like a dew covered rain forest that disappears;
who would have thought today would be too late
.
is like a dew covered rain forest that disappears;
who would have thought today would be too late
.
Openly accepting the woman that lives within my heart
can only assist and sweeten my capacity
to discover those things I had in my possession yesterday
.
can only assist and sweeten my capacity
to discover those things I had in my possession yesterday
.
But the dreams that I may realize will not in any way
alter the feelings that I hold for these ever fleeting moments
so I must cherish them like there is no tomorrow
alter the feelings that I hold for these ever fleeting moments
so I must cherish them like there is no tomorrow
2 comments:
Oh my gosh, your poem is so true,
and hit home with my own heart.
Not to mention, the writing just
flows along like a cloud.
Deathsweep, this is really good. I think I'm at that crossroads in life where I realize I must cherish every moment I'm given and keep what I've got close everyday. Nice job. Have a nice night.
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