Tuesday, June 29, 2004

Keeping the dream alive

Tonight the rain is falling
full of memories,
of people and places
and while the past is calling
in my fantasy,
I remember their faces.

I hear myself recalling
things you said to me.
The night it all started,
and still the rain is falling
makes me feel the way,
I felt when we parted...

The game would never be over
because we are keeping the dream alive.

1 comment:

  1. Here is something one of my brothers quoted in his letter to me/us many years ago;

    Robert Frost (1874 - 1963).
    Mountain Interval. 1920.
    The Road Not Taken

    TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth;

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same,

    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back.

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
    I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference.

    --Basically, sometimes you just have to do what you have to do. Best wishes and good luck with everything.