When the awesome attraction of this womans
becomes merely a wife
When we exist so close to family
and never see them as
we pass through life
Where the innocence of a childs
blessed perfection has settled
into" what have you done now"
When the old lady down the street
who talks of the past and
you don't want to know
When the simple joys of living
in the moment turn to
waiting on the clock to change
And the happiness that we could
have had in our grasp
passes out of range
You have wrote an awesome poem here my friend, I hope you will read this one in reply to it.
I feel it answers a couple of your questions.
I love your poem BTW
Forever I am dreaming
Wishing that I could stop time
To make you always feel safe
Wrapped in these arms of mine
I think I've found the secret
Hidden from us mortal souls
A conscious way of stopping time
Fall through the futures holes
Don't think about tomorrow
Next week or distant years
Live for the breath in your lungs
In the past leave all your fears
Never think about your future
In a blink you will be there
Wishing for all of your yesterdays
Hating time that's so unfair
Memories are the secret
That times so jealous of
A gift for our mortal souls
So we can feel love
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