| It's not for lack of motivation That I'm so deeply fixed in thought In search of some forgotten feeling Then gone again more times than not
To find sweet days remembered The days when fun and joy would fill Before the streaming scrolled down sunsets Before harsh memories and evil will
Returns the happy child's fond feeling Of kind thought lost so long ago When viewing words of friendly chatter Or if to see, just one "Hello"
Onto a love that I do borrow Soft shines the smile of moonlit glow To climb upon a fine tomorrow Onto the smile I happily go. |