One Last Ride

One last  Ride

The leaves are falling.  
Dancing  in  the morning sun.
They must  hear  winter calling  
no  time to  run .
No  where to  run ,No where to  
hide ,just  dancing on  the wind
for one last  ride.
Your love is like the seasons
changing  a little every day.
But  I know you don't  need a
reason  to  slip  away.

Life glows to strong for you to  
stand alone.
Living in your daydreams ,
making  love to  the songs
you sing,   
As you wonder in search of
a promise land the perfect place
to live,
a mystery into life's journey.
 
A puzzle about peace and love
many pieces have gotten lost
until now we don't recognize  the
life's  puzzle created by the
Master.

 
 
The leaves are falling.  
Dancing  in  the morning sun.
They must  hear  winter calling  
no  time to  run .
No  where to  run ,No where to  
hide ,just  dancing on  the wind
for one last  ride.
Your love is like the seasons
changing  a little every day.
But  I know you don't  need a
reason  to  slip  away.
 
Living life in your hidden dreams in  
secret flower garden on a mess up  
planet.    
Always impatient  for the next
performance in  life's  carton strip.   
you're soaring  upon the winds
of time for one last ride .    
With  ever tic of the clock more
illusions arrive lighting up your     
memories , bursting fireworks
in  the sky still dancing in  the wind
for one last ride   

By : Rodney Ray Hatchell 11-10-2008

For: Jeremy Rhett Hatchell, on his 25 Birthday
 
 

 

Reviews

[Carrie Montgomery]

oh, gosh! This was wonderfully written. The rhythm of the poem is darn near perfect! Loose and breezy, just like the wind carrying those leaves on the last ride! I loved the imagery- very vivd and easy to see. great job. I look forward to reading more of your work. Thanks for sharing.