To Be...
To be little again, where I'd once been
To belittle a friend, could one ever mend?
To be tall in height, tall to the sky
To be tall rather than be little, then stop
and wonder why
To all that is.. To all that can be
To be blinded by all, all that you see
To whisper a whisper that seems to shout back
To hear your heart break while under attack
To breathe in life yet forget to take it all in
To exhale your last breath, to lose a dear friend
To every solution, to every equation
relies on an answer with simple persuasion
To want back, once it's lost
no need to savor, then it's tossed
To Every penny dropped, luck to who ever it finds
to every precious moment you live, treasure those times
For every waking hour to the minute of every day
don't waste a second, not a second
for life to slip away...
Copyright © Jessie Oxford | Year Posted 2007
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