Dear Chance - the Letter

Morakane... Dear Chance Can you stretch your hand Put it on my infant heart Put it on my amateur heart beat Can you sense and feel the inexperience of my breath Can you sense and feel my ears are deaf Chance can you wait and let me strengthen my bones Chance can you wait and let me wipe my eyes Chance can you wait and let me close all the holes of yesterday Disappointments Chance can you wait and look My broken dreams of beauty are on the floor Chance can you wait and give me a chance to grow I am looking forward to meet you again From the one who can't take chances Itux... Dear Chance Can you wait and listen to my mouthspeak So many thoughts i have for you So many wishes i have made for you So many smiles i have seen you cheris,but mine So many hearts you have healed,but mine; My infant heart So small and still beating You curiously dance slowly to its limping lame beat Beat by beat My caring seem so desolate in your sight You give me no chance to defend my fragility You cloud me with thoughts of defeat You squeeze out in me,pain and tears of deceit Chance can you feel my strength? Or sense the presence of my weakness To lift my hand,carefully wiping your tears of sadness Chance can we forget the breaths of yesterdays That sowed holes to what seem to be days before today Forgetting the hurt of yesterweeks of time Burying all in dunes of disappointments Wipe your tears away,your beauty still bears itself I waited my chance Now its your time to grow Till we meet the day after ''again'' From the one who took chances Copyright 2011