SilverRose Posted December 8, 2007 Report Share Posted December 8, 2007 I see him still-- the little boySad, with unshed tears.What if he'd knownWhat the future would hold:Shattered hopes, and never gold?Did he think that he could win the heartOf the dark-haired angel with blue eyes?I see him still-- his eyes of grayHaunted, knowing beyond his yearsThat to dare to hopeIs to hear the laughterAnd in time, it has carried on:As it was,As it is,As it will be.Looking back-- on every stageFrom ringlets long to silver time:Surely he'd knownOf the untraveled road,Never to embrace the kindred soul--Did he think anyone could see beyondThe veiled eyes hiding tears? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted December 8, 2007 Report Share Posted December 8, 2007 ~ You are so clear my dear... & you were afraid your voice was lost?That's lovely! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SilverRose Posted December 8, 2007 Author Report Share Posted December 8, 2007 ~ You are so clear my dear... & you were afraid your voice was lost?That's lovely!not lost, just not formed as well as I used to be able to...thanks Claire, glad you liked it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Call me Flower Posted December 8, 2007 Report Share Posted December 8, 2007 I really like it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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