Sixteen winters come and gone;
Sixteen Springs to you belong;
Has there been time to find a home
For a heart that seeks perfection?
Sixteen years to face the sun;
Sixteen years when darkness comes;
In sixteen years could anyone
Own a soul that seeks direction?
Sixteen candles can not tell;
Sixteen wishes soon will fail;
What lessons learned, myths dispelled
In the mind that finds reflection!
Listen closely, my precious dear;
Learn to treasure each song and tear;
Grow to cherish all those years
That give you such complexion!
Absolutely beautiful ode ... well-done; Bravo!!
Blessings,
Robert
Serene and reflective, nice work Bro. Eddie
cynth'ya lewis reed
M.Rose
Learn to treasure each song and tear;
Grow to cherish all those years
that give you such complection!"
Wise advice indeed and lovingly expressed, Eddie.
Love and peace. Regis
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :)
(be praying for me; am sick with a cold, also threw my back out when i sneezed. OW! thanks!)