Ponderings
Ever-wondering what time's made of,
the fabric of life so easily rent.
Trying to make sense of this day-to-day living,
and the value of a summer spent

searching for all the answers,
looking deep within yourself.
The key to unlocking your freedom
lies deep within someone else.

This leads you to ask questions
you never thought you'd need;
wondering, pondering constantly
"Why does all this happen to me?"

And why does such evil happen
to the ones I love most?
I try so hard to stop the pain,
to keep them from hurting so.

All I want from this life
is to have that special one
that makes my life much more bearable,
even makes it fun.

That's when I realize
the one I desire in life
is already here, by my side,
and will one day be my wife.

Only for her do I live
to face and fight another day,
only by her grace, love and kindness
can I know I'll make it somehow, someway.

In this present darkness,
this immaterial earth
shines a solitary light
as the fire does from the hearth.

For this, I am ever, eternally grateful,
and for the happiness where love abounds.
Ne'er a day's gone by without this joy
since my angel's been around.

These are but a few of the many things
running through the mazes in my head.
It may be time to retire for the evening,
but I'll get enough sleep when I'm dead.

So for now I must end this rhyme by night,
telling of my constant fight
to stay ahead, keeping above the waves,
until I must at last slumber in my grave.

Ponder me this, ponder me that,
will it always be this way?
Now is a another new beginning,
as tomorrow is now today...
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