Sunday, August 2, 2009

On Though Stuff

Grasping into thin air,
We reach but cannot touch
Things we wish would go away
Things that hurt too much

Why do we face such tough times
While others go unscathed
Where do we find a shelter
When it rains on our parade

Life will give us roses
But every petal falls
Leaving joy and sadness
From the memories we recall

So if time's our greatest treasure
And love is all we need
Let's give us each other all we have
Nothing else is guaranteed.

-Irene Dunlap-

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