You temp me so to change my ways,
like a leaf true does change color.
But also they do fall away,
so the tree can bloom another.
You temp me so to change my ways,
like a rock the flow of streams.
But without the nourishment of rain,
becomes the driest of all things.
You temp me so to change my ways,
like the circle of the wind.
Never knowing where it starts,
or where its breeze will end.
You temp me so to change my ways,
to your lover from your friend.
These are the hardest words to say,
you temp me so to change my ways.
Really enjoyed that great content and a lovely flow thanks Chris will read soe more of your work Chris 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I temp you so to change your ways, to my lover from my friend. I know I do.... and I enjoy it! ! ! PYT