Days pass, things happen, and changes are made!/ Within all this is one thing that stays the same…/Something that I cherish and never want to see fade away, I’ll never fumble it again, or with your heart play!/ With these words I’ll beat around the bush regarding the essence of this poem, even though I’m far away, I’m moving to the beat of your heart, something like a memorized song…/Read between the lines and see what’s eternal, fadeless, and what I promise to never fumble… Now and when I come home!
Jeron Moore
DOC# 584-340
