Thursday, October 15, 2009

Slippery Slopes

Waiting for the phone to ring
watch the clock tick tock -
Can't think on other things
this is the best I've got...

Hoping every moment
that this dream comes true -
praying every day that
somehow the sky shines blue...

Listening to the pitter patter
driving in the rain -
hoping all my fears and hopes
don't end in vain...

Staring out a window
in the middle of the day -
waiting for the moment
to hear what they have to say....

because dreams will ride
the wings of the wind -
seems soon as they come
there they go again...

days turn into months
then months turn into years -
will the future hold the sun
or just more rain drops here.