Saturday, August 15, 2009

Third Thought

If I had hands that could meld space,
And time as well I'd change the pace,
That life was walked,
The conversations that were talked,
If just to make you stay a little while longer

None of this school so far away,
I need a calendar to count the days,
Until I see you, hold you close to me,
I hope, I cry but it can't be,
For it's your decision, and will make you stronger

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