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In a nutshell

by Timothy Wilson

Soft words that blow me back
A few steps back
I feel your eyes always upon me
The fire burns on
Day in day out enough to engulf my soul

As a boy I always had a clear image
Of what life for me would be
The owner of my father’s business
A medium house on a gigantic hill
And four blond haired dark skinned children
Every day another in paradise

But Everyday sense the fateful day we locked eyes
And hearts
The possibilities grow
Expanding greater and changing shape
You are the only part of my life that I know will stay the same
And for that certainty I will not trade the world

11/07/2009

Posted on 11/08/2009
Copyright © 2025 Timothy Wilson

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