Hold On To
The wind is strong
We have nothing to hold on
The sun is going down behind the hills
The violet sky and the tangerine glow on the local mill.
The wind blows away our dreams
I hold on to the seams.
I watch you as you stare
You want me to let go but I don’t dare.
My dreams are all, you’re nothing to me
Once I leave you ill be free.
Two more years,
There goes all my fears.
My dream will come true
That’s because I did it all WITHOUT you.
Copyright © Jennifer Ortega | Year Posted 2011
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