If life was a flutter
of the wings of a butterfly
and love was the mutter
of feelings both here,
and gone by
If sadness was a kiss
on my trembling cheek
and lies were a snake's hiss,
from a barbed tonge
it speaks
If remembrance held my hand,
comforted me through the sorry nights
and if silence were a flicker
a watching angel
keeping on the lights
If my love for you could walk
it would run faster than any cheetah
and if your trust could talk
it would embrace me,
grow deeper,
If time stood more than
and caressed all that is true,
and if I am only but a man
and you are my life
well for that
I thank you.
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 5:29 PM UTC
If life was a flutter
of the wings of a butterfly
and love was the mutter
of feelings both here,
and gone by
If sadness was a kiss
on my trembling cheek
and lies were a snake's hiss,
from a barbed tonge
it speaks
If remembrance held my hand,
comforted me through the sorry nights
and if silence were a flicker
a watching angel
keeping on the lights
If my love for you could walk
it would run faster than any cheetah
and if your trust could talk
it would embrace me,
grow deeper,
If time stood more than
and caressed all that is true,
and if I am only but a man
and you are my life
well for that
I thank you.
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