Alarm clockA Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt
If the movements of my hand
could keep you here with me I would hold them high above my head and wave to God, if I thought it would help. If I thought it would make a difference I would plead insanity in front of a judge during the trial of your devotion and take my sentence in stride, if I thought it would matter If I could hold you forever holding you prisoner in my arms I would wrap them around you and handcuff my wrists if I knew that you wanted me to You just have to tell me to never let go. There isn't much holding my intentions hostage and there is nothing that God can concieve that I wouldn't do to keep you here with me for another day But we both know there is nothing to be done, you are leaving when I wake. The morning is coming baby the eleventh hour approaches and my alarm nears Tell me to sleep forever so we can live happily ever after I would give up my life if you ask me to so I could see you just one more day. © 2010 Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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2 Reviews Added on April 24, 2010 Last Updated on April 24, 2010 AuthorSarah McKeever HittChicago, ILAboutAll bad poetry springs from genuine feeling. -Oscar Wilde A great deal of the work on this site is republished from my defunct site. I hope you enjoy reading my work, I really enjoy writing .. more..Writing
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