Theodora (Theo) Onken
The Cats In The Cradle (De Ja' Vu) - Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken
I sing to you a sweet lullabye-
And rock your cares away...
A beautiful destiny awaits your hand,
Shaped and formed from Godly Clay...
Your heart, it must lead you-
To the place you need to be-
Totally entwined in the string-
Passed from your hand, to me...
What a game it is, my sweet-
Endearingly, i nurture your heart-
Together, We are Forever-
Very soon, Nevermore, to part...
You are my Dream Walking-
You are arriving later than planned-
But anything worthwhile obtaining,
Is worth the Hour Glasses, ceasless sand...
Gentle but sweet surrender-
I am nothing, when not with you-
Together, we make, Forever a Reality-
In A Past Life We Already Knew!
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