Sent: 11/8/2002 11:41 AM
Save me from myself
as old depression
seeks me out
Instead of being in the now
he sneaks back
to yesteryear
Lonesome sighs at lack of
sightly accomplishment
hoped for
dreamed of
The Father reminds me
"All in good time"
His time
Frowning childishly
impatient in now
selfishly I want
He giggles tousling my hair
waves a smile
from my frown
Lighten up.
