Thursday, August 02, 2007

LIFE -- THINK THAT YOU KNOW


Sometimes when I hear that familiar song
that voice quivering for a fraction of a moment
I imagine I can hear my story
the smiles arrive unannounced
and a hug becomes a far cry from unwanted
close your eyes
take a deep breath
now take me in your arms
the violin starts to play
the beat fades out
a drop turns into a puddle
I can hear our story
yes it was us
that trickle from the cloud was us
don't say no
just be fair
just once