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
Oh my gosh, your poem is so true,
ReplyDeleteand 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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