This one i wrote whilst struggling with the loss of my parents
crystal stream.
I think I saw you
in a waking dream.
You were there but you couldn't see me
maybe alone is the way i'm meant to be.
I've read footsteps in the sand,
were you will always give a helping hand.
But most people here are to blind to see,
and one of them used to be me.
In time
Water erodes the
rocks that it falls on.
And you'll be there
when it's you that I call on.
You'll be there to help me out
with all my pain and all my doubt.
Copyright © 2006 Peter Williams All Rights Reserved
Poetry by peter williams
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Written on 2007-04-16 at 22:31
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In time
The cascading sound of thecrystal stream.
I think I saw you
in a waking dream.
You were there but you couldn't see me
maybe alone is the way i'm meant to be.
I've read footsteps in the sand,
were you will always give a helping hand.
But most people here are to blind to see,
and one of them used to be me.
In time
Water erodes the
rocks that it falls on.
And you'll be there
when it's you that I call on.
You'll be there to help me out
with all my pain and all my doubt.
Copyright © 2006 Peter Williams All Rights Reserved
Poetry by peter williams
Read 746 times
Written on 2007-04-16 at 22:31
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