| From the Heart |
| I just recieved word that this poem has been copyrighted and will be published in a book called "The Silence Within" in the winter. |
| I'm hurting on the inside Angel, do you see how I feel? This time my heart is worn out And I don't know if it will heal. This man stands before me Who was once my groom; The love that I used to feel Somehow, has been doomed. There are so many things I would like to say; Silently my heart yearns For brighter, happier days. I want to do the right thing It's not that I am a saint; I would like to say I love him But inside Angel,...I can't. I don't know what the future holds There is so much I can't see; But Angel, at this time in my life You will have to love him for me. I know I can't find the words I can't make my love like new; I give to you all the painful years And my hurting heart too. Please take my heart and heal it Put your love in its place; Then when we look at each other We will see a reflection of your grace. |
| Pools of Life Eyes that penetrate the soul never ending pools of life. Giving me hope and happiness threw years of sorrow and strife. "You're too hard on yourself, you need to tear down that wall. And you know , if you need me, all you have to do is call." "Let yesterday go, look forward to tomorrow. And never forget that old phrase, "The time we have is borrowed." It's gone forever, it's in the past, stop trying, move on, you can't bring it back." All of this he say's to me, not a word is new. I know this in my heart and I know it's all true. Eyes that penetrate the soul never ending pools of life. Giving me hope and happiness, threw years of sorrow and strife |
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