Sometimes, <br />I am so very aware, <br />That I am the only one, <br />Moving through my life. <br /> <br />So alone. <br /> <br />I know things that no one knows, <br />Should ever know, <br />Hopefully, will never know. <br /> <br />Sometimes, <br />I touch on the understanding of life <br />Then it is gone. <br /> <br />I know it was there. <br />I know that it exists. <br />But I am left <br />With an echo, <br />And knowledge, <br />That I am not supposed to understand. <br /> <br />Still I want to capture that moment, <br />When it comes, <br />And hold it <br />A little longer. <br /> <br />And when I think of you, <br />I want to hold it a little longer <br />I want to hold you a little longer <br />Than life allows. <br /> <br />(5.10.8 Inner Thoughts)<br /><br />Heather Z. Hanna<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-148/
