What lies beneath...
W hat lies beneath the white cold snow? Blades of blue-green grass, and flowers waiting to grow. What lies beneath the starry sky? Sweet memories of days gone by and the hopes and dreams of days to come. What lies beneath the thoughts of you? Visions of what could have been of things we said we would do. What lies beneath this empty feeling? The knowledge that there will be no new beginning and the lie I tell my self that it does not matter, that I am OK. Sign in to see full entry.