Rippled in and out of time
visions of you are easy to find
splashed upon the lands of time
i find myself wondering "why"?
I watched as if the colors would change
would they leave
would they remain
would you still remember my name
while everything else stays the same
many flowers have come and gone
thankfully none of them lived too long
a chance for some in life to start fresh
a device to travel the peaceful crest
~* I dont want to take credit for this poem, I found it in my english class under my desk and i really liked it and thought i should sjare it with everyone.*~
