Davidcordov Poetry (2)

When I was young and I heart to my mother I would go to,to wipe my eyes that cry.
As I moved forward with my life I found that things didn't make me so sad when things went bad,only to steel my resolve to be stronger or mad.
Then one day I discover love,how strange,how odd,I felt like on a cloud above.
Walking on air knowing I had someone ther to love me only no more to be lonely when she told me she cares.
What a fool I became she was always on my brine filling me with pssaon
driving me insane.
Time went by till the day she sad goodbye,then I understood why had eyes that cry.

Don't be afrade to let your feeling go,let me show.David

A stiff breeze blue buy me today in my ear I herd it say
Be still and listen to the heart on the wind feel it on your face let it cool your skin.
I turned to look for the voice as it passed my way,to understand what it had to say.
Your name was on its lips,whispered to my heart,look for me she wispered I will be there for you.
I promise you this with pation,with love,the truth I will give.
But allass like the like day terns to night she was gone away from my sight.
Like the heart on the wind she passed though my hands nevermore to grasp like trying to hold sand.

Seems we all wish to hold something that can never be had.David