There was a time, when I held loves hand, leading to what I thought, was a promise land.
Now I am confused and afraid, not know what to do, for even a flowers, caressed by the dew.
Once there was joy, of a girls love in my heart, a tingling sensation from which, I could never be torn apart.
Now I watch the sharing of, favors against the night, for even a rainbow, has the touch of the light.
Long ago I dream, thoughts so real, not knowing what time, had come to steal.
Now how can I hide, these tears I cry, when even a birds kissed, by the winds of the sky.
By Donald L Holmes |
