One Hundred

One Hundred days

One Hundred smiles

One Hundred broken eyes

One Hundred dreams

Ond Hundred mute sighs

One Hundred walks

over One Hundred roads

One Hundred trips

to One Hundred new shores

One Hundred pictures

of One Hundred memories

One Hundred pages

of One Hundred old stories

One Hundred emotions

that are One Hundred hands old

One Hundred days later

the countdown begins anew

I wait...

A warm cup of coffee
In the warm, bright sunshine
A friendly wave, a genuine smile
For the moment it all seems fine
But the world's a fragile place
And we don't seem to understand
That what may be ours today
Tomorrow might be out of our hands
In the ebb and flow of life
We must know what to hold on strong
For times are tough, and people walk fast
And life, sometimes, seems very, very long
So when I sit in that warm sunshine
And I wait for that genuine smile
The one that's followed me so long
The one I've been missing for a while
I wish that life wasn't so real
That for once, I'd know how to make amends
And hope, someday, to run back in time
And find myself with you, my friends...