Friday, August 19, 2011

Classic


Sometimes...
I dream of what was,
Of how it must have been...
What if it could be again?

But the paradigm would be changed...
Then Now would be different,
Lost in Translations...
Would I wish for the Future?

So I hold on to The Moment... for only a second
And watch it float away,
As It is replaced by the Next...
The Way IT Should Be :-)