ACROBATICS
On a flying trapeze
high in a summer breeze
no net below to catch my fall
I ride Life's winds
no cares at all.
I live for the joy
of the moment
and never look down
into the darkness I know
Time flies with me
and I hold on
as long as I can
but I'm starting to fall
again
you won't hear a sound;
no thud, no sigh
no weeping eyes
will follow me down.
Comments
Joe
very touching indeed...
be well dear friend..
Regards,
Thank you, good friend. joe
Thank you, good friend.
joe
Rough draft.
Don't know what you're going to do with it. It's quite special as is.
I need to eliminate last line
I need to eliminate last line and polish up some aspects of the piece..
thank you, Wes
joe