Someday I Know
Ill wake from this dream
With nary a wimper
Much less a scream
...
You sit cautiously
And carefully
Looking out from the sides
Of your windows
...
As I wander through the empty avenues,
Searching always searching,
I wonder which will lead me to the new beginning,
Or perhaps to the end of my emptiness
...
I stand here silently,
Intently listening,
As the burdens of life,
Flow downstream with the current
...
Is it better to see
What you cannot touch
To want and desire
To yearn so much
...
You told me to love you
And I will forever
You told me to never leave you
And I never will
...
I have things to say,
But to write it your way
I would have to read the dictionary
For a week and a day
...
Through the eyes of the children,
Grows our future,
Remembers our past,
They have just begun
...
Away! Away!
O foolish boy of eight
The hounds they are upon you
You must increase your gait
...
I Woke And I Rose
Someday I Know
Ill wake from this dream
With nary a wimper
Much less a scream
It will be something new
Or so I would pray
A glimmer of hope
Like a budding spring day
I dreamt again
That I woke and I rose
I worked and I payed
Until Darkness repose
I dreamt again
That I woke and I rose
I worked and I payed
Until Darkness repose
I dreamt again
That I woke and I rose
I worked and I payed
Until Darkness repose
For God sakes
Please
Someone wake me
Someone take me
Before I wake again