Choose to think about what we do
Imagine the beauty inside
a world where reservations decide
how this lovely world turns so blue
Our hearts aligned with a summer day
familiar walks, smiles, intriguing eyes
Would life speak to passions until we die,
certainly not at all this seeming way.
So today again we find no reflection
only the pain of knowing our lives are one
yet we cannot appreciate the rising son
as quiet silence remains a decision.
Love is a matter of time and energy
I chose to not deliver this our elegy.
