Drifting in the
moments,moving
one to the next,
sifting through
memories,
smiles
and sighs
wondering if I
will ever again-
always it seems
to be a thought
skipping,jumping,pounding
inside my mind.
Over the pain
it slides past,
moving to the
smile I saw
held in your eyes
treasured, needed
received and held
inside my soul
till I find
seclusion in
the skies-
moments,moving
one to the next,
sifting through
memories,
smiles
and sighs
wondering if I
will ever again-
always it seems
to be a thought
skipping,jumping,pounding
inside my mind.
Over the pain
it slides past,
moving to the
smile I saw
held in your eyes
treasured, needed
received and held
inside my soul
till I find
seclusion in
the skies-









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