TOO CLOSE TO CALL
Whisper to me softly won’t you please?
Make me belive that all will be well.
And take me to a better place.
Where life is good and time stands still.
Just for a bit, I would like to have.
A life of no worries.
With no shoulder to look over.
Calm and distant.
Like some world.
That has no sun nor moon to glow.
Just sit and rest while I catch my breath.
So I may face coming back to you.
-Peace
SOBNYC - growing up in new york city during the 1960's, 70's & 80's 