What do you want?
What do we want?
Time changes as we grow
As we get old.
Present memories get lost
Lost in mind and hearts
New born arise from darkness to light
Old ones die as time pass us by.
No one knows what the future holds.
Love,
Been said and experienced endless times.
Times,
New life’s still to try
The developed mind,
And heart in heaven,
Where it all began...
Ricardo Phillips
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-483/
