The Same.
Upon the words that reached my ears,
My feet stopped in their tracks.
If I could shed a single tear,
It would be, looking back.
I posed my voice with confidence,
I hid my shaking hands.
But as I turned to walk away,
His words I understand.
He looked at me with smile of joy,
He pat me on the back.
He turned to look at those around,
Commenting on changes had.
But when he...
My feet stopped in their tracks.
If I could shed a single tear,
It would be, looking back.
I posed my voice with confidence,
I hid my shaking hands.
But as I turned to walk away,
His words I understand.
He looked at me with smile of joy,
He pat me on the back.
He turned to look at those around,
Commenting on changes had.
But when he...