So many have much to say

and many wonder.

I can't find a way

to stop the thunder.

Lightening saw the night

as pain has seen my soul.

Am I wrong or right

to have my dreams and goals?

Some day the time will stop

to show us what is real

into a fruitless crop

to show us how we feel.

So wave "so long", my friend

as we drift so far apart.

So sorry this must end

so sorry is my heart.