I wish I could be
your true love..
But only for a day..
Play house..
Pretend..
Like we did in younger days..
In the days when my heart would
open up enough to let you in..
And your heart could open up..
without the fear that you
would get hurt..
But we are adults now..
And know better..
We know about the
games people play..
Know they can destroy lives..
Destroy all in it's way..
Ahhhh...
But I wish..
For an hour to show you who I am...
I wish for an hour ..
To know you for who you are..
Not the child that I remember
from many years ago..
But the man standing before me..
With shadows in his soul..
I want to reach those shadows..
Hold them in my hand..
Take the pain they come with..
Vanquish them from your mind..
Then perhaps we could have our day..
Without thinking we are wrong..
For just wanting to live young..
One last time.
Innocent and free .
Love is never changing .
Long may we be young at heart .
Your poem has touched my heart .
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on May 22, 2003
Erica, wouldn't it be so nice to step back into the past with all the pain gone, and only happiness remaining. Sweet writer, gentle, heart, loved this. Bill
would that i could grant you this wish for you and he are deserving of it. there are times that i dispise the adult guises we are locked in and this piece portrays it well. well done dear one
josie
This would truly be a dream come true for many. Including myself. To be able to reach into our now passed youth, and bring back those days of lively images. Wonderful images this brings forth,,,Lisa
Love is never changing .
Long may we be young at heart .
Your poem has touched my heart .
Hugs,
The Voice
--Karissa
Peace and love, Dove
josie
Awesome poem.
(((sighs)))
John
Reindeer
love
tony
A beautiful, wistful poem
Chrissie