To Protect
The things I hold dear,
They're not always near,
Yet all is clear.
Time may change,
My promise wont go away,
It never fades.
The way is hard,
It could break me apart,
Now I made a start.
Till the day I die,
This aint no lie,
I protect the precious things in my life.
They're not always near,
Yet all is clear.
Time may change,
My promise wont go away,
It never fades.
The way is hard,
It could break me apart,
Now I made a start.
Till the day I die,
This aint no lie,
I protect the precious things in my life.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Siempre: | Dinsdag, augustus 21, 2012 22:55 |
| Always protect the people and things we love and care for .. love this poem, wish you all the luck in the world | |
| Roselynn: | Dinsdag, augustus 21, 2012 21:32 |
| things you love are worth... protecting... time has no grip ...at matters of the heart.... nicely written! ...[] Rose |
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 augustus 2012 | ||
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