I was once like you are now
Face alive & skin aglow
Deep in thoughts & in visions
Full of fears & indecisions
Seeing beyond realities
Breathing in my fantasies
Thinking I was so alone
Tying up the telephone
Ruled by heat & my desire
Satisfying every fire
Waiting for that special face
Willing to share and embrace
All the passions of my life
Then I grew to understand
Life & love go hand in hand
Hold them close within your heart
Youth & strength will never part
And though the years follow past
Birthdays coming way too fast
Aging with each passing day
Wrinkling eyes & hair of gray
Wisdom fills the mind with dread
But my eyes know I'm not dead
When a boy - toy passes by
Watch my face & hear me sigh
With the passions of my life.
What a lovely tribute! I am sure Karyn was touched. This poem can be read by most young women and appreciated.
Kris
This was beautiful!
Wonderful tribute to a young woman with so much to share with the world and unlike us older folks, lots of time to do so.
Hugs and Peace.
HK
I am flattered and honored to have touched you this way. It goes beyond the depth of friendship that I have with most people. Your intelligence, wit, beauty, talent, kindness, etc. can't be touched by anyone. You're truly an angle from God and I hope you don't lose sight of it. I love you. Hugs.
Ah, the tenderness and relentless wanderings of youth. Yes we don't exactly lose it any stage.
Nice work Amy. Your penmanship remains distinct and evocative and what's this about grey hair? Surely not the immortal sugar plum faerie?
Thanks for putting this up.
Richard.E.