IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN, ISN'T IT?

Another planned date draws near
And from you for days I do not hear
All I can do is think of you
And all the things we said we’d do.

I really cannot keep this dream forever
Because it seems that meeting we will never
Am I wasting my time on what may never be?
Will the life we talk about never come to me?

It’s happening again, isn’t it?
This player will never a home run hit
Will our lips never meet - must we stay apart?
Won’t you give a chance to my longing heart?

Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright, 2005