No one is clean..We all go thru hell..
If you know what I mean..Time will tell,
spent casting spells into the wishing well..
And as the coin struck bottom..For if it be true..
and if it be told..I saw you..staring up at me..
As if you were trying to tell me in an apparitional
manner, you were laying beneath the waters saying,
"She will come to you.." Words spoken to a heart
wide-open smiling oh so gracefully, as if swept away..
By the tide of the darkened ocean..Still,you
were being pulled away and my own emotions got
in the way..I have cried through the centuries
and have fallen through the ages of time looking
for you..Always out of reach, but never
out of mind, I emplore you, seek and you
will find..
By Rick Weber
July 10, 2012
copywritten
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