Someone
Minutes push hours and days pass by quickly, But never enough time with someone you love.
Passing and fading and where have you gone, Why have you gone there , when will you come home?
Tossing and turning one question quite clear, Why have you left me I'm someone you love?
Coming and going, why bother at all, Are you just a stranger or somene I love?
Sheila
Downs 8-3-00
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©2001 Sheila Downs
The way to
love anything is to realize that it might be lost.