| Sitting here and thinking how My life much richer is now For all the ones I've chanced upon And the tapestry that was spun There was a time when no one came No friends to play in childhood game No one to shelter from the rain Nor the adolescent pain Yet in my inner heart I knew Secrets rare and secrets true Were wishes horses, all would ride Other dreamers by my side Then one day I dropped my guard I never did something so hard In my heart I let others in And found I had a friend By one's and two's they gathered near Soothing all my darkest fears A tapestry we began to weave And I once more believe For youth need never fade away As long as I can dream and play On wistful horses I will ride With other dreamers at my side |
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Riding Wistful Horses by Alistair Adamson
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