As every so quietly,
One does sigh,
Come silvery tear drops, from watery eyes. Cascading down a saddened face,
A trickle that seems -- So out of place.
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A Throbbing Pain, beats deep with-in, Thus, causing "River-Tears", a flowing trend. To follow that Little One--at very start, But, How does one hide --a `Broken Heart`?
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Though eyes, windows, for the Soul, a Light, Puts fear and darkness to rapid flight, But once immersed in a watery void, Does vision blur, and confusion deployed.
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Then, what `Patch`, to apply, to a `Broken Heart`? That would shore the cracks where--tear drops start. O, there is a `Place`--where refuge found. Tis` `GOD`S MIGHTY ARMS`, all Wrapped Around.
Always~~John-Paul
Written: MARCH 13, 2005
It is wonderful to know that we can wrap ourselves into "HIS" arms.
