MEMORIES HOLD THE MOMENTS,, WHILE LOVE FEEL THE DAYS
THE HOUR OF ITS BIRTH, WHEN YOU GAVE YOUR HEART A TEAR.REMEMBER WHEN
We were young,
We were,
just little ones
We used to play
How we were,
when we were one .
Way back then,
the times were young.
Life was easy, for us then.
For we had,
our innocence
Play was the only thing,
we knew.
Then we grew,
into our lives.
Time seemed
to change, their ways
For our eyes were
opened, to the view .
Not all
of what we've seen, we liked
For life
only showed, the truth.
It was up to us
to face it all
Even though,
it made us cry
Laugh
at the way, it went .
For times were good,
times were bad.
Life had its ways,
to cure our blues
It gave us, happiness
and love.
With this love,
it gave us pain
For now our eyes,
are opened wide.
Now we grown,
into our love
To feel the growing pain,
of impatient youth.
Did we try,
to burn our life out
By trying
to do, all we can
For we thought,
we only had today .
How wrong
we were
When we found,
how many mistakes,
we made
By being foolish,
with ourselves.
How many times,
did it take to learn
We are
only, what we make.
How many loves,
did we lose
By not being,
what we were
Trying to impress,
some little girl, or boy.
To show them
you were grown up
A man or woman,
of the world.
By doing things
only youth would do
Did you measure,
how big you were
By being the biggest fool,
of them all.
Taking chances,
with your life
For it only took
common sense
To know
how wrong, you were.
Did we listen,
to ourselves
Only when
it brought us pain
Sometimes,
even tragedy.
A painful sorrow
to experience
Cost us
life and youth .
When we passed,
the burning years
We saw
how foolish, we had been .
Wondered
how, we got this far
In the year we are in
For now .
we are more aware, of life
For we see life
has taught us, many things
Not all
did we want to be, a lesson.
For our experiences,
were good
Only if we learn,
from the bad.
Even though
we are older
We still
have allot, to learn
For life has many things,
in store.
We can only know,
when it reaches, our door.
For how we
receive it,
Will be our gift
or destruction.
When we look,
behind
We'll have,
our blessing .
For we can look back,
to the good times
To Remember...
A Poeatreeman
Edgar Allan Prieto
June 4,1979
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
MEMORIES
ReplyDeleteHOLD THE MOMENTS,,
WHILE LOVE
FEEL THE DAYS
THE HOUR OF ITS BIRTH,
WHEN YOU GAVE
YOUR HEART A TEAR.
POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
10/8/2011
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