| Memories darken light weakens my stand Paled leaves hang in defeat Bruised petals, trampling feet Circumstances sand dry my foundation It seems like I'm always in midnight air Flower with no color, rose with no thorns Carrying my crippled flower, holding the pain Watching others become butterflies, I still wait for wings If I wasn't given a dream, how could one come true I'm running from the past that taught me so much Showed me how to care and who I could trust Finding the light, my flower grew, above all Seeing that darkness can be light, I started by opening my eyes I carried on, restoring my hold Alone no longer, past failures forgiven Eternal friend, when I call your always there, when I walked, you ran You're the tissue to my dampen eyes When I was drowning you taught me to swim When I needed love you showed me sacrifice When my heart was lonely, your word occupied When I was forgotten, your son remembered I'm accepted by your rejection, comforted when you were beaten Held up by falling grace, balanced with a holding hand. Copyright � 2002 Thaddeus J. Hawk More Poetry From Thaddeus Hawk is @ Thad-Hawk.com |