There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old...

Weak as I am
I walk up this hill...

If I can go back in time I'd change
Not a whole lot I would leave things the same...

Nothing is Ever Lasting,
Life's roads are long and winding...

As the sun shines
On a bright new day...

I’ll meet you half way
as I'm saying good night, at the end of the day...

As I sit listening the the sound of the storm...
Feeling the cold dark air that is around me...

The waking fears pass the hour,
cloaked in their scarlet haze...

Sitting here at the beach observing
Watching the ocean waves come roaring...

Starlight star bright I saw a shooting star...
A shooting star so bright so amazing...

I guess the time has come again
For you to surrender and leave...

This is the first poem I wrote in my lost love...
There was a time I knew love...