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By tom barton Submitted by the_poet Date: 2003 Feb 14 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.14.19.32.4102]] |
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Sometimes you wonder why you were put on this earth. In the fifty years that I have been here. What great things have I done? Is there only my name to be remembered? A picture to look at in an album. No fame or riches.I do have children to love and carry on my name. But in this world I have not found happiness. Though it may have been within reach.I could not grasp it. And years dwindeling to a few it makes me wonder why. or is it too late? Good times there were a few.Lives intwined around mine. Warm flesh against mine.Hearts offered,Lives offered. But just chosen for a short while.Life changing loves. Smiles, Not only in the face , But in the heart too. Of those that touched me,and those that I also touched. It is funny that the holding of a hand can bring back youth. A kiss can open up a whole new universe.Thank you for letting me be there. even for a short while. A love you never knew was there. But made you so happy when you found out it was.For yours was there also. Only fear of rejection kept you from saying the words. Words too late to say. Many years too late. Passion can be at it's highest but fades as the years go by. Never to be found again.Alas ,I try. A look can offer you a night.Or a lifetime of nights. To live a dream each day and make them come true each night. To look into those eyes. See that smile.To really know that you are wanted there. This would mean the world to me. 7-4-2001 |