Somedays we are just thrown off by other things taking over out time and attention. It seems to cause our whole rutine to fall apart, when things aren't the way they use to be, thats how I felt today as I thought about the past and the present.
The Past & The Present
I tried to play my guitar today, But couldn't seem to strum, Tried to sing but I was lost, For the words just wouldn't come.
For I thought of my past, The way things happened to be, Then the present came into focus, As I thought about you and me.
I tried to look into the future, But couldn't get into the time, For the thoughts that were there, I couldn't get out of my mind.
Things don't seem to be the same, They change with every day, The way we use to laugh, The things we use to say.
Maybe it's all in my mind, Maybe it's all in my heart, Maybe it's just a feeling, Because we are far apart.
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Reviewed by twinklewrites at her desk (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2007
Beautiful words Rose, especially loved the ending four lines...Hugs and Love, Peggy
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2007
Well framed out what those days do feel like. Lady J
Beautiful write Rose
When I was recovering from foot surgery
I was attempting to learn how to play a guitar by video
it don't work, well at least not for me
Tape by Estaban, The guitarist,
Couldn't move my lead filled finger fast enough
Peace be with you
Love
William
Reviewed by chris stienstra (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2007
Missing loved ones is probably the hardest part of life. I'm glad there is musicand writing to help sooth those longing moments spent alone. You write of this well and I think about the moment that loved one in back in our embrace.
Thanks for this one.
Chris
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2007
Being away from the one you love can cause us to do and feel things we wouldn't normally feel. Blessings, Holly
Sis a beautiful write and yes many of us know tht feelings of missed loved ones but enjoy even more their return. Unless of course they are gone home to the Father, and even then they are always with us.
Time often plays silly games on our feelings and our the way our day to day lifes seem to occur. It is then we have to sit back, grab a cup of tea in one hand and a good memory in the other and kick back and enjoy the fact that the tea is lovely and so is the memory and that time will return us to what we enjoy..given time. LOL
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When I was recovering from foot surgery
I was attempting to learn how to play a guitar by video
it don't work, well at least not for me
Tape by Estaban, The guitarist,
Couldn't move my lead filled finger fast enough
Peace be with you
Love
William
Thanks for this one.
Chris
Thanks,
Dan
Larry
Maybe it's all in my heart,
Maybe it's just a feeling,
I think sometimes, it's all of those at once.
Love you sis
Selena
hugs
Fee
But, when he returns - you'll pick-up just where you left off, and the absence will be but a memory.
Kathy
Be safe,
Karen
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
ET
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(