Lost Is….
07JUL06
Lost is me without you
Lost is one without two,
Lost is a black hole no one sees,
Lost is the baby bird that falls out of the trees.
Lost is the kid that everyone picks on,
Lost is the moment of silence at dawn.
Lost is the memory of those who move on,
Lost is the mother deer that can’t find her fawn.
Lost is the widow with no where to go,
Lost are the lovers who’ll never know.
Lost is the time that innocence lived
Now is the time to give and give.
Lost is not found,
Lost is always around,
It’s in the world around you,
In the colors of the wind,
It’s in everyone’s eyes you meet,
It’s everyone smiling walking down your street.
It’s never fun, happy or free,
Lost is alone, afraid, and slave
To the whims and fancys of the world
We can’t control it, but wish we could,
But then again it’s LOST,
Do you think we really should?
Friday, July 07, 2006
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sounds as if everything is flowing in the creativity area...keep up the good job
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