Standstill
standstill
the memories of that lover
who was once and foremost my friend
the tears of joy that they to me still send
the journey that they failed to take
all for the price of following their heart, the difference it would have made
we are friends to this day
caught in a standstill no longer with anyone to be i pray
the chains around their heart were so light to bare
a life of crazy times with them i would have shared
if caught in a standstill
follow your heart not what you hear
whisper "fly free" to the white dove with it rests on your shoulder...by your ear
Copyright © Kathy Guerra | Year Posted 2009
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