By: Carrie Rowland
For Freyja and Shawn
I know your pain.
I feel your loss.
I see your heart still broken.
Your love forever lost.
Empathy breaks my heart
As I hear your tale of woe.
Lost with your love,
Crying tears of gold.
Your story is pain to me
Yet inspiration of divine love.
For when I found my love,
My eyes found their gold.
I have found the rare love,
Yet you have no comfort.
Is it because of you
That I have my eyes of gold?
My eyes and my love �
A sacred gift to me.
Warning me yet reminding me
How lucky I am to have found you � again.
August 30, 2000