Once you've cried out all the pain Only then can you pick up the pieces again An breath in that beautiful air An breath out all that ugly despair
An dig deep into your memory bank To personify the person the lord did thank You giving to him a gracious soul To fulfill his needs an repair the hole
Made from the light of blessing there Where the souls are blessed an then they care To move to the spiritual world where they belong For your memory to seek when it is strong
For the tears of joy will set you free An will allow for you to be Overwhelmed by all an the possibility Memories strong an clear an your joy free
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
This is for shelbi from jamaica............i've felt your pain
Comments (3)
"To fulfill his needs an repair the hole" 'bout says it all. good one. ;-)