an old discovered poem

Staring out my window reaching for the Sun.
I close my eyes and feel the warmth and away I run.
Running back to the years when I was young.
Asking God to give me a 2nd run.

Cause this old man has lost his way and everything he had.
All the goodness in his heart turned bad.
Now signs of life look good to him and he talks to the Sun.
He's been away, away too long from the Sun.

Published February 21, 2012 Write a comment
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Debs
Ahhh this has su much said, I think we all do this once in a while., we all want to go back to the good old days.
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