Tuesday, July 8, 2014

You Know Who You Are...


Sometimes I wonder

Just who I am

When so often the world

Gives a hard body slam.

And time after time,

Or so it seems

The world destroys my every dream.

How many rivers

Must I forde today?

How many mountains

Must get in my way?

How many times

Must I run into a wall?

Until “I give up” is my final call.

But when it gets crazy,

When I get tense

I look to you

To help it make sense.

A place of calm

A place to play

A place to get everything

Out of the way.

A place to smile

A place to renew

Is what I have found

When I am with you.

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  2. Aaaawwww.
    That is a beautiful poem !!!

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