Posted:Thu Jan 22, 2009 4:13 PM CST
springtime
Hi everyone this was written about the morning my partner died,it reflects how ones world stops turning even though life goes on,also how anniverserys, and times of the year can still affect us, when we we have lost somone we love, part of the greiving process i gess martin
SPRINGTIME
FOR SPRINGTIME IT HAD COME, THE YOUNG GOLDEN DAFFIDOLS HEADS THEY WERE GLOWING IN THE RAYS OF THE EARLY MORNING SUN,
BUT MY LOVE FROM THIS EARTH SHE WAS GONE,
FOR NO MORE WE WOULD GREET THE SUNRISE TOGETHER, AND NO MORE ID HOLD HER NEAR,OR HEAR HER WHISPERING WORDS PROCLAIMING LOVE SO DEAR,
OR TO HAVE HER HERE TO COMFORT ME WITHIN MY GREATEST FEARS,
OR TO EASE AWAY MY SADNESS OR TO WIPE AWAY MY TEARS,
OR TO KEEP AWAY THE DARK LONINESS OF NIGHT WHEN EVER IT GREW NEAR,
OH NOW WHEN EVER SPRINGTIME COMES IM BLINDED BY MY TEARS,
WISHING MY LOVE SHE WAS STILL HERE,
NOW WHENEVER SPRINGTIME COMES AROUND EACH YEAR,
MY EYES THE BURN ME WITH MY TEARS
AND NOW ALL I HAVE ARE MEMORIES,WISHING MY LOVE SHE WAS STILL HERE,AS I STRUGGLE WITH MY BLINDING TEARS.
WRITTEN BY Martin212