Momorylane
A trip down memorylane
I hold the pictures in my hand en go on a trip down memorylane
I see the pictures and see joy and pain.
I see the women I loved
I see the reason why it ended
I also see the reasons I loved them
I loved them because the were and still are great women
But on all good things comes an end
On other pictures I see my family and see ther happines and pain
I see why we were ment to be family
I see why we can carry the burden
I see more then my mind can remember
On the last pictures I see myself
I see in my eyes the struggle I went trough on al the pictures
I see why
I see who
I see when
But the only thing I can't see is Who am I
I hold the pictures in my hand en go on a trip down memorylane
I see the pictures and see joy and pain.
I see the women I loved
I see the reason why it ended
I also see the reasons I loved them
I loved them because the were and still are great women
But on all good things comes an end
On other pictures I see my family and see ther happines and pain
I see why we were ment to be family
I see why we can carry the burden
I see more then my mind can remember
On the last pictures I see myself
I see in my eyes the struggle I went trough on al the pictures
I see why
I see who
I see when
But the only thing I can't see is Who am I
Reacties op dit gedicht
| switi lobi: | Woensdag, augustus 27, 2008 19:52 |
| Nice poem Eli. Liefs, switi lobi |
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| Quicksilver: | Maandag, augustus 25, 2008 23:32 |
| Beautitful! Liefs,knuffs dicky |
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| Littledolphin: | Maandag, augustus 25, 2008 22:03 |
| prachtig, zoals altijd liefs barbara | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Eli B | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 25 augustus 2008 | ||
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