I watch the sun rise, totally unmoved, I watch the sun fall,

Nothing matters any more, not at all,

The one I care about is in distress,

Total confusion, life’s a mess,

Will the decision to be made, be right,

Or , once again will she cry all night,

She has been shown other ways to go,

But she must wrestle with herself to know,

This I know for sure,

I have traveled this road not long before,

People get hurt, others go berserk,

I feel if we were in the same house, it would work,

Just to give a hug and a cuddle,

When our minds begin to muddle,

To be there when either one needs to talk,

Not living together as husband and wife,

But helping each other, take back our own life,

Find the right road, go at full speed,

To fulfill each and every need,

Reject all worries and stress,

Don’t stop until we find personal happiness,

Life could be hard, it’s not a bed of roses,

Hope she makes the right choice, does what she proposes,

I love watching the sun fall and rise,

But not waiting, for a friends demise.

 

Steve Corke

10/8/97

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