A Poem For Lisa
A poem for Lisa 
a girl I met on a bicycle 
I want to be your friend.
I am only a visitor not a resident.
A resident I would be,
If permanent I could be.
Temporal and temporary,
is how my creator determined me.
What time I have remaining is
already thrown away.
If I see you at all even for a few minutes.
Then,I am thelucky little man TODAY.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
A Poem For Lisa
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