My Wish

by Betty Morton   Dec 19, 2008


Everyone is looking, but
no one is hearing

the words I'm saying or
the things I'm doing

i walk around like a little doggy
looking for his/her owner in a field of snow

I'm just trying to find someone
to loved and to be loved back

no one will understand that
one day my life will come to an end

it might be twenty years from now
or even one day from next week.

but when it comes i want someone to be
by my side through day and night

at home or ten feet under ground,
with the person I'm trying to find right now

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