Yesterday
It was only yesterday, that I had seen, Through those eyes, what a pair we had been, The stroll that we took, down the park, Holding your hand, maybe forever, into the dark. I never knew a person could want
Just Once More
I walk up the mountains, where it’s really cold, Anyway, you are beyond feelings, I am told, What will the little boy do, once he has sold, When he no longer has that innocence, that gold. To walk beside you,
Keeping You Alive
It’s long since you left me to be alone, Leaving to fly away, as if airborne, Yet I land safely with your memories, Their simplicity, and their untold worries. May the sun never set on your delight, Though for the
Castaway
From those pictures of us, you may cut me away, I care not, because I am more than a mere photo. From those letters of ours, you may tear me away, I care not, because I am more than mere
Teardrops
It begins at birth, and the pangs never end, With shrieks and sobs, the air they rend, Though more often, they live in silence, They signal a plea for attention and deference. They well up in times of joy and