Eddie Mitchell

Rookie (4th of april 1992 / Mill Hill)

Foreword - Poem by Eddie Mitchell

This is not our last dance.
Neither is this our first.
Lets take control of this world.
Let's Make the best of the worst.

Lets go against all odds.
Lets stand up tall.
I will hold you close.
Through rise and fall.

Let me keep you warm.
Shield you from the cold.
It will be the same.
When we are 50 years old.

Lets fly to the moon.
And wish upon stars.
I will never forget you.
Wherever you are.

We will lay, and I will hold your hand.
Dreaming of a place.
Where forever.
I can see your face.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 14, 2011


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