Saturday, January 22, 2011

Chasing Something

Those were the days
Do you recall,
When we were young
And dad's were tall.
The sunny days
Would come and go,
Now looking back
I miss them so.

The years they flew
So fast it seems,
We stretched our arms
To catch our dreams.
Now here I stand
And wonder why,
I chased a dream
That made me cry.

Yet still I know
That such is fate,
Don't end the show
It's note too late.
There still is time
For one more dream,
An open door
A loving theme.

Copyright©Alan Gilbert 2011.


Tami Snow said...

It's never too late! Lovely words, once again. Thank you so much for sharing. <3

Alan Gilbert said...

Thank you Tami and thanks again for the reading.