| Crooked Smiles 3 |
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| A TEAR Looking up in the starry night sky A tear streams down my cheek as I start to cry with my eye half closed and this crooked smile I will stand in the dark and cry for a while I cry for the way that my life is now I cry for the things that I missed some how I cry for my children who will never know I cry for the love that I haven't been able to show I cry for the people who know how I feel I cry for the faces that look like steel I cry for the things that I took for granted I cry for the smiles that have all been slanted I cry for the friends that I have pushed away I cry for the family that never stayed I cry for the help the doctors can't provide I cry for the way this makes us want to hide I cry for the life that we must accept I cry for the ones who have never wept As I wipe away the last of my tears I will not show anyone my real fears As I look up in the starry night sky I know it will be there for my next cry Carrie |
| LOOKING OUTSIDE TO IN inspired by Marc How does he do that, looking outside to in? How does he do that? Yes, cause me to grin. Why do we choose to judge what we see? For it's not on the outside that we become we. It's not who we are, not our outer appearance. That's why when things happen, there's no interference. When those who will love you, will love you yet still. And those who will not, would not, though you will. You may never know someone closest to you. If you shut out your heart, when they reach out to you. Though we all may not go thru things we don't understand. We can still give support, show our love, hold a hand. So, how do we do that, looking outside to in? How do we do that, cause each other to grin? Look beyond what you see and you'll see what's inside. There are hearts, full of compassion, all rushing to tide. Susan |
| It Is Sometimes Hard Walking down the dusty road The unknown awaiting us at the end. The sky is dimming, the moon is full The darkness surrounds me. Then I feel the pain The unknown has grasped me. I struggle to break free Begging pleading and crying I can no longer fight it. Like a nightmare coming true I have given in to the darkness. A hand from above reaches down she grasps my wrist without effort I know she has been here before. Like fire licking the night sky She fights to break me free I see her face, glowing like a star from above. Like an angel sent from heavens gate. I am free once again Carrie |
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