The Impossible

by Bill   Jan 27, 2005


I hold near closer than any other. I feel you are as close as my own Mother

I feel that soon I will sit and dream of the day we become a team

So until then I hold you nigh with you moaning out an approving sigh

I wish you were here for me to hold I'd stay with you. together we'd grow old

But so fate says to let it be.
But I"ll still Love you ,For all eternity

Please vote and give feedback. I really appreciate it thank you.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments