Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

- � Robert Frost-

Hate and pain, my sorrowed friends
Hand in hand from here to end
Walk along with heavy heart
Always together, play their part
Cold and cruel, never kind
Life breaks all rules of soul and mind
A happy day I'll never know
And happy face I'll never show
Joy and love fall far away
Hate and pain for eternity stay

- � 1997-2005 tap -

When I told you I loved you I really didn't know,
Would you laugh, would you cry Would you tell me to go?
When I told you I loved you I really wasn't sure,
Would you give, would you take, Would you make it hurt more?
When I told you I loved you I trembled with fear.
Would you mock, would you scorn Would you want me still near?
So I told you I loved you Regardless of how
You'd react or you'd answer to The truth you'd know now.
Now I've told you I loved you, I know this is true.
Now one question from me, Do you love me too?

-� 1997-2005 tap-

Heart and soul of a dear friend,
Her pain was harder to defend.
Her life snuffed out before the start,
Pain for her lies in my heart.

To know her well I never chanced,
The joy of which too late I planned.
I knew her not yet loved her so,
Now joy of her life I'll never know.

A child was she yet somehow old,
An act of hers so hard and bold.
Her pain was great, sorrow complete,
The wait will be long for us to meet.

I leave you now with this one thought,
Of life and love and things you ought.
Her soul was pure, her heart so true,
And now through me has so touched you.

- � 1997-2005 tap -

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