"Broken Flowers"
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Written by ~ANGIE~ 1999
As the flowers around my feet wilted in the suns lingering rays of light,I clammer to my feet. Ive been trying so hard to climb this mountain. It seems that the gold at its top was shining brighter and brighter as my what seemed hopeless climb extended.

My tired legs and parched lips made me feel defeated . I felt an overwhelming urge to just fly to the top but my wishes were in vain. So I asked the trail to my goals to widen hoping that my journeys would soon come to an end. I promised to myself that these riches I beheld were of all good and honest to myself, And that no other riches could further behold the truths that these gave.

I need to get to the top, and leave my broken nest of flowers behind. They are holding me here in a place of silence and of wonder. The trail never widened, for it seemed not so sure of these wishes. Without further regaurds, I proceeded.

The further I got the more faint the gold became. I tried to ignore the possible disapointment and went forth. My visions warned me that these things that seemed so bright might not be of glitters and gold. That what seemed so beautiful, may actually be a vision in vain.

As my destiny came to close, I found that my gold was not there. "Where could it be!" I shouted. "I saw the gold, I felt it in my soul." I knew it was there, but somewhere and somehow it never was.

As I sadly looked down the mountain of my life..... I saw the broken flowers I had left behind. They seemed so far and yet so beautiful to me now. They shined brighter than the gold ever had. Even though they were far less in fortune than the gold had appeared to be. They glowed brighter then anything I'd seen before. I left them there.

What seemed so worthless at the bottom, was really my jem at the top.

THE CHANCE
If I had the chance to stand by your bed at night, I'd wipe your tears and hold you a little tighter this time.

If I could go back and Hold your head in my hands. Id sing you’re lullabye a little sweeter this time.

If I had the chance, I'd watch you play on the floor, and turn off my world around just to Watch your legs learn to crawl.

If I had the chance I wouldn’t get mad at your art for me, drawn all over the wall.

If I had the chance, I would listen to your story of your imaginary friend, and hang up my phone call.

If I had the chance Id take a walk out to see you climb your favorite tree, in the dead of winter Or play ball in the yard and wait for dinner.

If I just had one chance, I'd take back all that worry of tomarrow and just laugh with you today.

If I had the chance, Id hang the macaroni picture on the refrigerator all year. The one you proudly gave to me your first day of school.

If I had the chance, I'd dance with you to your favorite song on the radio when you couldn’t sleep.

If I had the chance I'd lay and watch cartoons all day and eat chocolate ice cream for breakfast.

If I had the chance I'd play more and cry less.

If I had the chance my sweet child, Id hear you call me in the middle of the night for water and help you up to the sink.

If I had just one more year one more month, Just one more week

If I had the chance Id take all these years and do it all again....