My unbelieving fear!
is drawing near,
there's many in trouble
they would break like a bubble,
would time be so kind
just to slow down
you are everything to me
you are all I really know.
Bless today,
because tomorrow my not be
I sit and wait in so much fear
as the hours moved along
like an old sad song,
everything was like a show
flashing before my eyes
everything that happened here
happened long ago.
-Judy Emery © 1983 The QueenOf Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MEMORIES
PoetryMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.
