Friday, June 8, 2007

once...

A soft touch, an innocent kiss
Simple things that I once knew
A fallen tree, a broken branch
Could this be the place I used to love?

I see my reflection upon the river
My heart is bleeding, but where does it show?
O’ happy days! Where are you now?
Give me back the simple things that once made my heart sing
Bring me back the simple days that once put a smile on my face

1 comment:

Habitual Hunger said...

Once bitten by a snake, he/she is scared all his/her life at the mere sight of a rope.

Proverb