Time
If time could tell a story
of what you mean to me
it would take us back in history
to when I was young and fancy free
I wasn't particularly looking
there were many things to my amuse
performing in a play called " Cats "
was definitely where I was at
Then one day you strolled my way
And I caught a glimpse of you
what a long drink of water you were
with your boots and eyes of blue
For a moment I thought I'd died
and gone to heaven for sure
there standing before me was
the most handsome prince on earth
Please someone pinch me
wake me from this dream
I'm just so damn excited
I feel like I'm gonna scream
When you looked my way
my heart skipped a beat
and suddenly I knew
this was just the beginning
of a love fresh and new
If time could tell a story
of what you mean to me
it would tell a tale
of true love forever meant to be
~ Mary A. Eaton ~
(C) 2010
Tags: Love, Relationship, Time
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