I'm 14 years old, I live in Nova Scotia, Canada,I play the Fiddle and a little Guitar. I write my poems mostly about a person that I like very much, but he doesn't feel the same way.But we are best friends and he always seems to like my friends. The poem "My Time To Fly" however was written for my friend who lost a loved one very dear to her. Any input on the poem would be very much appreciated. |
Everything I do,I do for you,
Please believe me, it's all so true...
It's come, my time to fly,
It's time to say goodbye...
You said what you said,
Because you thought in your head...
You said what you said,
Because you thought in your head...
I'm finally beginning to see,
Maybe it doesn't have to be you and me...
Your dreams they will come true,
The only thing you have t do...
Each day I hit another wall,
Each day I fall...
It doesn't matter what you say,
To you theres only one way...
With every second that goes by, I wish I was by your side |
You're like my heart, I can't live without you. |