These Days....Remember

What seems to be the plan of the world,

cruel as it may seem, you will survive.

Parting waves you see on top of the hill,

realizing after, you are at the bottom of the sea.

Cruel world, I tend to hide from you,

Shielding you from harsh things

Harsh things that make you wither in tears,

In tears, I can't hold on seeing you alone.

I am trying to hold back from saying goodbye

seeing you trying to let go at times.

I hushed you like your father with you in his arms

I kissed you and hoped to see the pain melt.

Again, you cried, I tried not to

Again, the cruel world haunts you,

I dare stand guard

Again, you tried to give up.

Held your hands up in the heavens

where you can see the deers graze in meadows,

where there is no pain that breathes,

where there is hope that you can pick like daisies.

I sometimes catch you giving up,

I dare not to let go

but again sometimes you tend to

but again I won't permit you to.

Life never meant anything to us

Until, dusk came and everything was limited

Limited to an angle of space

where we can no longer see the light of day.

I see you sometimes asking yourself why,

I could not answer it without a waterfall from my eye

I won't let you go and not even a thought of it

As long as you promise to wake up on the first light of dawn.

July 10, 1997

1:28 A.M.

This is for you Mench! You will make it!

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