Now that I am old my bones weak through and through.
I start to think all about you. And how you pushed my to my dreams, how good or bad they may have seem.
How I did everything just because of you.
I truly want to thank you, I really do.
It is because of you I am what I am today. You always knew what to do and to say.
And now that I can barely move, my thoughts do it all.
I cannot move my legs, can’t trip, can’t walk , can’t fall.
And Although I am sad that my dreams came to an end.
The happiness inside is something I can’t pretend.
For just a moment my life was at its best.
It felt like a dream a never ending rest.
And so I want to thank you I really, deeply do.
You are the reason I did it all,
all because of you.
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xomk426: this flows really well...i can relate to it keep up the awesome writing :) on November 02, 2009 7:50 PM
