where do we find the beginning to this story?
in the pages of a first book; the folds of a dream?
written on walls, or carved into stone..
lost and all but forgotten to our father time
and when we find that beginning, will that be our end?
to remain forever in the pages of a book,
and the folds of a dream.
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you and i, we're so much alike
a taste, and a smell to remember by,
blue eyes to hide behind,
and a place to remind us.
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i wrote you a melody, and there it stayed
amongst pictures and people and pieces of eternity.
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you without me, is still you
and me without you, is still me
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where do we find the end to this story?
last breath, final thought.
how will we know?
how we will know.
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Andy, did you write this? If so or if not, my brief cruising of your page has left me...a little bit in wonderment. Your words are beautiful; I didn't know you were a writer. Thanks for sharing this page with me.
All words, except those credited to their author were written by myself. You will find the occasional poem by t.s. elliot, or l.c. lanoway(my mother), but their name will appear at the end. Any poem without quotation or name, is mine and mine alone.
p.s.
thank you for the kind words, and check back often! i try to write atleast one "batch" a week, depending on my mood.
Another serving please, Mr. Koltek.
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