Saturday, June 23, 2012

The Dream

© T. B. Jackson

You didn't care that I could see
You glanced and then continued on
Not worrying of what might be
Or what it was that you'd become

Respect had drawn another bow
No real thought for love, just need
You know you reap just what you sow
Returns untold from tiny seed

As I approached and tried to ask
You turned and ran, too scared to speak
Unable to complete your task
You fell to ground, your knees turned weak

And then the blame you tried to lay
But it was you, you can't deny
You gave yourself, your love away
No hesitation, reason why

And I wonder if you understand
Just how much love for you is near
Though you may feel a lonely hand
To us your heart we hold so dear






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