Promises
Promises kept,
promises broken,
this is the way
the world turns.
Promises made,
promises not,
people get hurt
and upset.
If everybody
in the world today,
got a quarter,
for every promise
that was broken,
we'd all be millionaires.
souls are happy,
souls are sad,
people hurt everyday,
promises should be kept
by the people that make them.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.4/2004
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