| Reading a good book,or fishing in a nice bass pond.Turning something inside out,or reciteing a favorite poem. These are things I really liked to do.....,but then;.... She smiled at me,and I didn't even expect it.The strings of my heart were hers to command,but I didn't see it soon enough! Never facing the one you love;not knowing that she is the one?...When I learned(to late)I died at the softly spoken word..."no"...echoing on and on!...I'd give up my dreams for the reality of being!...... Never do windmills tilted;seem so high,and never will I see her face agin! I hoped once for a fine person to make me smile,and sing!....Once I nearly held her....Now I hold the ashes of memory,and dream of her many silver ringed hands;..in mine. |
