By Martin Falatic
Written 2003-06-02
Revised 2003-06-02
Almost… as tears run dry
Almost… a surrender to Fate
Almost… a bridge too far
Almost… a moment too late
If only I’d tried a little harder,
If only I’d believed
If only I’d…
If only…
If only I’d succeed.
In flowing tears on pillows cold,
A reminder of elusive goals,
From tortured mind and wretched heart,
It’s whispered softly to the soul:
Almost…
