Sep 28, 2010 10:20
The choice was mine, and mine completely
I could have any prize that I desired
I could burn with the splendor of the brightest fire
Or else, or else I could choose time
Remember I was very young then
And a year was forever and a day
So what use could fifty, sixty, seventy be?
I saw the lights, and I was on my way
And how I lived, how they shone
But how soon the lights were gone
I wanted them all to stay with me, but if they had, could we have done the same?
I will hold the light in my heart a little longer, as you asked, Monica. I will do what must be done, so as not to disappoint you. As easy as it would be to give up, I do not think I could face any of you across the water, if I had.
gauss