From: Maliach@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: The Price
Date: Thu Jul 14 22:39:53 1994


The sunlight, golden and red,
Faded as the two walked on,
The dreams they have are great,
To each dream there is a price.
The first price was the hearts,
To one another,
The secaond price was the love,
Each love was new,
The love that each has is different.
His is love of new,
Hers is a love of old--
Time seperates the two,
But both are together in the hearts.
The price was paid,
And each is endebted to the other.
Not for bad reason,
But for their hearts.......


Any way that is one of my poems....:)



Mali