Love goes through all nights all days.
Love exists far away. Love is decent. Love is kind.
Love is in every mankind.
Love is sweet.
Love is divine.
Love is generous to those small or divine.
For those who know no love is kind.
For those who see that love is not the thing you find
Its to keep.
You keep it with in yourself.
You keep it in your love its self.
Children of the future
They say we aren't different
That we are all the same
People tell the children that they are wrong and "insane".
But we tell the people . . .
That we are much more fun.
We laugh, we play we do not say how different we've become.
We call to all the parents to see the change become.
We are not all together,
but we aren't all so wrong
Some show and show the things we know
they try so hard to let you know
We are different than you think
so don't over think. . .
THE CHILDREN OF THE FUTURE!
Heaven
I'm holding your hand, walking down the street.
The touch of our skin is so sweet.
You ask "where are we?"
I sigh " your lovely"
We walk down the street the touch is still sweet.
I stop "Where are we?"
you say "your lovely"
We walk and walk our touch still sweet
They ask "where were you?"
We sigh "in heaven"
M E M O R I E S
The day they have to say goodbye.
Was coming way to soon.
The stars are bright the moon is full
and the only thing to do
is talk the whole day through.
Even though they have to go
their hearts have joined at last.
Taking off their masks.
thinking of the past.
Delighted to be together at last.
But now they have to go
Willing to get to know
if others know how to show.
That love can still grow
even though you must go.
Old age. . .
Old age creeps in
an old man feels thin
thin as the young past begins
thin as old age creeps within
and old age begins to win
WHAT HAVE THEY DONE?
They sat there on the curve
Not caring about the others on earth
Just for a second it was just them
Remembering what they’ve done
They sat and stared at that field
Trembling from within
What have they done ?
Those two who seem the kindly ones
What could they have done
to make them think that one of them are done
But listen here what can you say
To these two little ones
The little dog and the son
That ruined the lovely china
That mommies mom gave on
Not caring about the others on earth
Just for a second it was just them
Remembering what they’ve done
They sat and stared at that field
Trembling from within
What have they done ?
Those two who seem the kindly ones
What could they have done
to make them think that one of them are done
But listen here what can you say
To these two little ones
The little dog and the son
That ruined the lovely china
That mommies mom gave on
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