Control
The moon controls the creatures of the night.
Your heart controls your soul.
Minds control thoughts.
Never resting.
Always remembering.
You can think your way out of anything.
Seeking the future.
Holding onto the past.
Life surprises even the most well prepared.
Living for someone is sometimes hard.
Yet not for me.
I see someone in need.
And lend a helping hand.
You reach out for my hand.
And I help you out.
Copyright © Pamela Cordaro | Year Posted 2007
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