serveitup61
01-19-2012, 05:01 PM
once a week,
when life is quiet,
it's in the park I seek
withdrawal
on my back,
I look to the sky.
wind whips me like a flag
incessant.
close my eyes,
I can hear it all:
rustling, dancing, cries...
here is life
my one prayer:
that God might grant me,
when I open my eyes,
a true chance
To See.
-Tommy
when life is quiet,
it's in the park I seek
withdrawal
on my back,
I look to the sky.
wind whips me like a flag
incessant.
close my eyes,
I can hear it all:
rustling, dancing, cries...
here is life
my one prayer:
that God might grant me,
when I open my eyes,
a true chance
To See.
-Tommy