The joy of the day and the glow of the night
All have no meaning if there is a fight.
The anticipation of a few hours alone,
Always get marred by the chat line or phone.
There is no time I can truly call ours today,
Except late at night when everyone goes away,
Only then are we alone but you still are like glue,
Stuck to a computer with you darn work to do.
And the happiness I sometimes feel turns gray,
When things happen to take you so far away.
So I sit and I think of the year now gone by,
And wonder if it was a dream or did Cupid tell me a lie.
Why do you seem so far away?
Why can't I just tell you what I have to say?
The few minutes we share are not enough for me,
Why can't I have the love that could set me free?
I may be wishing for something impossible it seem.
I may be living in a fantasy and a dream.
But I know we can have a whole lot more,
If you just open that hidden, secret door.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre
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