Wasted Times

All your hopes and dreams, gone in an instant, destroyed.
Because one chose not to love.

Throw it in the water and watch it swirl towards loves edge.
Then disappear, gone forever.

Light it as easily as a candle then put it out with ease.
Just as if it were nothing.

Watch it grow like a wildflower, blooming and running free.
Then cut it down because it's a bother to care.

No reason to explain, tired of it, forgetting to grow forever.
An eternity seems wasted, just because.

Somewhere thru all the nonsense, there is a love.
Sincere, caring, also searching for a true heart.

To love thru eternity
To hold
Forever



Albert Joe Hickerson
Copyright �2001 Albert Hickerson
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