My Poems

Monday, December 17, 2007

Every Time

Oh man how fickle are your joys
If one look or one word
Can wipe your smile and
Paint your face with gloom.

When you have the earth
You long for the heaven
Till eternity will you long
If you had a soul

Oh banish these hopes
Teach me to savor
These fleeting seconds
Of which I am a part

For a little more time.

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