Dedication

Dedication

A Poem by Paul F Clayton
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An almost maudlin tale of a hopeless struggle and regret

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This ode, I dedicate,
To anyone I ever loved,
I'll bet they wouldn't know me now
And I suspect they couldn't care.

There was a time,
That I could die,
I didn't mean to make you cry.
I tried to live,
I tried to love,
I even looked to God above.
I want to live,
Until I die,
I want to hold my head up high.
I want to love,
I want to live,
I want to give, all I can give.

This ode, I dedicate,
To all my friends and family,
I hope they share the dreams I dream,
And hear the words I have to say.

I've tried so hard,
To be a man,
I've done the very best I can.
I had my chance,
I had it all,
And you were there, to break my fall.
I want to live,
Until I die,
I want to hold my head up high.
I want to love,
I want to live,
I want to give all I can give.

This ode, I dedicate,
To old friends from long ago,
I carry with me the regret,
For all the pain I may have caused.

There was a time,
I felt alone,
I had no love to call my own.
And I had no …
…Where left to turn,
I think they'd rather see me burn.
I want to live,
Until I die,
I want to hold my head up high.
I want to love,
I want to live,
I want to give all I can give.

There was a time,
That I could die,
I didn't mean to make you cry.
I tried to live,
I tried to love,
I even looked to God above.
I've tried so hard,
To be a man,
I've done the very best I can.
I had my chance,
I had it all,
And you were there to break my fall.
I want to live,
Until I die,
I want to hold my head up high.
I want to love,
I want to live,
I want to give all I can give.

© 2011 Paul F Clayton


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Paul F Clayton
Paul F Clayton

Leicester, England, United Kingdom



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Residing in Leicester, in the UK, working as a freelance design and development technician and machine programmer with a love of words and images The Aloof will pass me by The self important will .. more..

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