Sometimes I forget,
She is delicate of heart.
In the dark, a work of art
But the light must always shine.
Sometimes I forget,
Trapped in the need.
Of the greed that we feed,
While desires have us blind.
For sometimes I forget,
She''s a flower in the sun.
And she needs love to rise above,
When she's under the gun.
Sometimes I forget
And I jump to illusions
Passion and reaction
Feeling good, the conclusion.
But like every high,
The top must come down
I hope my words don't forsake you
Or strike you with their sound.
Because Sometimes I forget,
But I'd rather remember.
It's her kindness, friendship, love.
The First day of S