Healing Chances

Feelings of forgiving and second chances ..

Glances, chances, glances, chances. Life goes on with its own romances.

We glide through, zoom and dart From place to place and heart to heart.

Wounds are healed with time, or so they say. Life would not want it any other way.

Glances, Chances, Glances, Chances. Life gives us our new romances.

Do we take joy in the songs of birds? For our songs are always heard.

I see my troubles washed to the shore. My heart is free, it hurts no more.

Glances, Chances, Glances, Chances. Love is us choosing our own romances.

Reviews

[MusicManiac]

Hello there!

I really like your repetition of words and phrases here--it fits into the poem very nicely! Sometimes it's best to let life takes its course for a bit--to take a step back and breathe--while keeping in mind that we are the ones who ultimately decide our fates~~ As you said, "Love is us choosing our own romances."

Very nice piece, thank you for sharing it!

~MusicManiac

[paul4u]

Wow! I really liked this! It is almost like you are writing a son. In fact, I think it would make a great song! Your poem is wonderful. It does all the things a poem is supposed to do. It brings the reader into your world, and touches the soul. Very well done!