O now that I finally let you go <br />I realize I never held you anyway <br />Like a moth with the light upon my wings <br />Thinking I was flying straight to you <br />When I was just circling <br />My fate <br /> <br />O now I see that what you want <br />Is not to be alone <br />When the past creeps up to haunt you <br />And not to be so cold <br />When the night gives up its black <br />To deepest blue <br /> <br />It’s alright to let it slip away <br />If tomorrow’s all we have <br />I must remember that memories aren’t born <br />They’re made <br />In storms <br /> <br />What do we really have but just another day <br />We can’t fast-forward to the future <br />Or rewind yesterday <br />It’s all change <br /> <br />So I won’t lie awake at night <br />Wondering if it’s still alright <br />Or if what we said this morning <br />Is just as true tonight <br />Searching for some warning in the grey between <br />I’ll just take another day.<br /><br />Randy Todd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/made-in-storms/
