Thursday, March 20th, the first day of spring, is our 10th wedding anniversary.
I wonder...
will she remember?
will she think it was all a waste?
will she think it was all an illusion?
will she feel anything at all?
I wonder...
will I forget?
will I think (still) it was great?
will I think the reality should have been a dream?
will I feel anything at all?
"Mom and I are still married," I told my son today, yes we are
I will not forget.
I still think it was great, but not so great.
I think what was, was real (I am glad)
I don't know what I will feel.
The truth of the matter is my silver sliver was the best thing that happened to me... and the worst.
Why, I still ask, why do the person one loves the most hurts us the most. Why do they?
Ten years gone by...
A son was born
A house was built
we loved, yes we loved
now it's all gone
thank God our son remains
He is the fruit of our love
yes, love there was,
he is silver and gold combined
a fusion so strong, a gift so precious, given from one to the other, to both
Ten years...
As our country prepares for war,
an unjust war,
over an urge as old as mankind.
The casualties? Many
The wounded? Many
The children? Oh, the children. Who will cry for them, if not me?
Who is right, who is wrong?
Whose side will you take?
A decision will be made.
Ten years...
Me? I will be fine
I will survive
flying in the sky,
after tasting the big apple,
back to the place I call home.
Ten years...
The bed will be empty.
the tears dry
I can’t cry
no, I can’t.
CURTAIN COMES DOWN
<small>[ March 19, 2003, 07:26 PM: Message edited by: utterlyconfused ]</small>