How oft I’ve wondered
What happiness means
Through clear blue skies
And age-old streams,
Through lush green forests
And sunsets far away;
I have spent my life
Searching for it day by day.
Little do I find, but
Still I travel on,
Walking towards the sunset,
Walking towards the dawn.
The farther I wander,
The more I come to know,
But how futile it is,
For I have nowhere to go,
Yet show me a world in which
I could live my life with you,
And surely, I would travel there.
But what a fool to think it’s true,
So father on I journey
In this circle ‘round and ‘round,
Looking for something
Never to be found.
May 31, 1991
May 2, 1991
141. Your Broken Dreams
Oh, why do you say I am wrong
And take away what is there?
You press your lips to mine
And I think of what we could share.
You give me your hand
As we walk along the shore,
But two minutes later
You’re uncertain, just like before.
One day you love me,
And the next, you don’t care,
So now I walk away,
Offering only a lonely stare.
I try to love you,
But it’s harder than it seems,
For I’ll always be picking up
The pieces of your broken dreams.
And take away what is there?
You press your lips to mine
And I think of what we could share.
You give me your hand
As we walk along the shore,
But two minutes later
You’re uncertain, just like before.
One day you love me,
And the next, you don’t care,
So now I walk away,
Offering only a lonely stare.
I try to love you,
But it’s harder than it seems,
For I’ll always be picking up
The pieces of your broken dreams.
April 24, 1991
140. My Secret Love
Standing in the doorway,
Looking down at you,
Watching as your
Sweet eyes sleep and
Dream of a day anew.
The young red roses in my hand;
The soft warm rain
As it hits your windowpane;
The midday sun casting the light
Down on to such a wondrous visage;
The beauty of all the world,
I see when I look to you.
If only I might wake you
With the touch of my hand
On your soft cheek,
And the loving eyes
I’ve waited so long to show you.
Looking down at you,
Watching as your
Sweet eyes sleep and
Dream of a day anew.
The young red roses in my hand;
The soft warm rain
As it hits your windowpane;
The midday sun casting the light
Down on to such a wondrous visage;
The beauty of all the world,
I see when I look to you.
If only I might wake you
With the touch of my hand
On your soft cheek,
And the loving eyes
I’ve waited so long to show you.
April 17, 1991
139. The Short Glances We Share
Across the crowded hallways,
I have watched you for so long;
My heart falling with your every smile.
How oft I sit and think o f you--
Those tender eyes, your gentle laughter.
My dreams of you are young white roses,
Longing to caress your soft cheek
And rid you of those tears forever.
I have watched you for so long;
My heart falling with your every smile.
How oft I sit and think o f you--
Those tender eyes, your gentle laughter.
My dreams of you are young white roses,
Longing to caress your soft cheek
And rid you of those tears forever.
March 22, 1991
138. My Picture Of You
it’s all here in this portrait--
i keep it always at my side--
your transparent eyes,
the beauty, and all of your life.
i always wish
that there is something i could do
to show you the true beauty of this world.
if only i could
take you into these caring arms
and make the pain disappear,
for i remember the tears rolling down
your shivering cheeks, frozen by his coldness.
my dear, beautiful girl,
with teary eyes and your quiet smile,
put the past behind you
and look to the future,
for should your world
collapse around you,
i shall reach out my hand
and comfort your tears.
in this life, you shall always have
my heart to hold on to,
and my shoulder to cry on...
i keep it always at my side--
your transparent eyes,
the beauty, and all of your life.
i always wish
that there is something i could do
to show you the true beauty of this world.
if only i could
take you into these caring arms
and make the pain disappear,
for i remember the tears rolling down
your shivering cheeks, frozen by his coldness.
my dear, beautiful girl,
with teary eyes and your quiet smile,
put the past behind you
and look to the future,
for should your world
collapse around you,
i shall reach out my hand
and comfort your tears.
in this life, you shall always have
my heart to hold on to,
and my shoulder to cry on...
March 9, 1991
137. To The Girl Who Cheered Me Up That Cold December Evening
The warm summer sun, blooming flowers;
The echoing laughter bright’ning my life.
As love to the petals of a rose,
You picked me up and never let me down.
Loving words could never tell you;
I care for you more than life.
Saddened darkness was once me world;
A dream anew, you’ve let me live.
During those cold winter nights
Under a full moon so bright,
Tell me those tales you once told.
Relive those beautiful nights with me, for
Over the years I shall never forget
The one girl in this world
Who gave me something to live for.
The echoing laughter bright’ning my life.
As love to the petals of a rose,
You picked me up and never let me down.
Loving words could never tell you;
I care for you more than life.
Saddened darkness was once me world;
A dream anew, you’ve let me live.
During those cold winter nights
Under a full moon so bright,
Tell me those tales you once told.
Relive those beautiful nights with me, for
Over the years I shall never forget
The one girl in this world
Who gave me something to live for.
March 3, 1991
136. A Young Girl's Innocent Eyes
My days are kissed with warm raindrops,
Falling from such a beautiful sky above.
The nights are but young white roses
Dancing through your brilliant eyes.
If only you know the wondrous feelings
Running deep inside--
When you stop to smile.
To walk with you in the rain,
And to watch youth’s brilliant roses bloom...
Across such dreams, I look to you and wonder,
For you know that empty spot there in your heart?
That is where I long to be.
Falling from such a beautiful sky above.
The nights are but young white roses
Dancing through your brilliant eyes.
If only you know the wondrous feelings
Running deep inside--
When you stop to smile.
To walk with you in the rain,
And to watch youth’s brilliant roses bloom...
Across such dreams, I look to you and wonder,
For you know that empty spot there in your heart?
That is where I long to be.
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