Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Kite


Floating and fighting, like a kite on a stringTill you cut through my tether and changed everythingFrom the sky you looked small, but I loved you the sameSo I darted back quickly to spell out your nameAnd when they say that I'm just a terrible kiteYou'll tell them you're proud of my marvelous flight

Days grow longer

Seasons are changing, And waves are crashing, And stars are falling all for us. Days grow longer, and nights grow shorter, I can show you I'll be the one.