At Times
• 04/06/24 at 10:33AM •When much younger,
I traveled, returning home
on a Friday after talking to
employes for the prior days.
When telling a story,
the subject should be grand,
with a great amount of data,
which I hope you understand.
Was it wrong,
to fall in love with you?
It depends on asking,
about what to do.
Her skin was pale,
you could call it fair,
with eyes of brown,
the girl with Ebony hair.
Her voice did sparkle,
a nice trait, but rare,
as a quintessential soul,
the girl with Ebony hair.
I met her a while ago,
not remembering where,
but I fell in love with,
the girl with Ebony hair.
So many years, past,
a life we did share,
now she is gone,
the girl with the Ebony hair.
How much I miss her,
I'm willing to share,
forever the memories of
the girl with the Ebony hair.
Why am I sad?
I sit here, I do,
Where have you gone?
What did I do?
Love me today.
Love me tomorrow.
Love through good times,
Love me when in sorrow.
A tale of discovery
While travelling on distant paths,
I met a man like me,
who was searching for a
brand new world
and trying to be free.
This man was old and couldn't see,
what laid beyond the bend
and he asked me, very graciously,
if I would be his friend.
As we wandered down the path
of life's rough and rocky shore,
I didn't like his manner
and found him quite the bore,
at least he was to me.
He loves or hates most people
but mostly he doesn't trust
because he's insecure.
He criticizes quite freely
and never lets you be.
I knew I didn't like him
when I found out he was me.
The heart is a
remarkable thing,
for during our life's
journey, it will bring.
How many times,
can a heart break,
while still repairing itself,
what an effort it will take.
Yet here we are,
on this barren ground,
looking for love,
wherever it may be found.
I desire to return,
to a normal life.
One I haven't seen,
in 10 years of strife.
A parallel of time.
Another day and year.
I will search for you,
over the ocean, over here.
Life has changed,
less smiles, more tears,
as I discover why,
my life is in arrears.
Let me love you till
there's no tomorrow.
We'll live for the moment,
forever, without sorrow.
Yesterdays are gone,
I am alone,
waiting for you,
to come along,
to rescue my soul,
with me so long,
in this life, mine,
and its sad song.
Early in the springtime,
in the hills, east of here,
where we would go fishing,
later enjoying a beer.