Wishing

How I wish I could change the sands of time,

and erase the broken dreams.

What I would do take back what's mine,

and mend these broken seams.



How I wish for the fog to be lifted,

and my eyes to be opened wide.

What I would do to have my vision shifted,

and to see what's truly inside.



How I wish I could open this heart,

and see what we can find.

What I would do to know where to start,

and what to leave behind.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written June 6, 2002 - Dedicated to Chris Langenstein. Not one of my better peices...I am still trying to figure out what I meant with the last line...

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