((This is an "intro" to a project im creating called the chronicles of men.)) The Prelude I put the writing utensil to the paper My fingers to the keys And I think of all those who made an impact, -an influence on me Theres a lot to forgive So much to remember All with little or no regret There are a few men in my heart Some lovers Some friends Some who are neither -but nor are they enemies However all made an impact on my life Their steps leave so many memories So much to recall Some full of hate Some with no feeling at all Though all made with little or no regrets
Obsidian Gem · Thu May 20, 2010 @ 04:45am · 0 Comments |