Poem from Baby

Hand in hand and we will never let go.
Forever is a notorious word that never has fullfilled its meaning.
That day we fought, that day we disagreed.
Once again, Forever is trying to prove its notorious record.

Forever is a war to be fought.
We saw them warriors lying dead across the battlefield,
with none of them able to touch its shadow.

Discouraging is a word, surrender is another.
The war seems coming to an end, and the conclusion seems almost made.
Forever is at its risk to lost forever.

Still I shall say, "with my dead body."
Hand in hand, and we shall never let go.

To my lovely baby..
by j
23:15. June 4th, 2007
The Peak