Alone...
I wake up alone
Greeting the day
It feels so wrong
My life wasn�t meant to be this way
Love was suppose to fill these lonely hours
And wipe the stream of tears away
You were suppose to take away my sorrows
And brighten these gloomy days
You were suppose to sweep me off my feet
And carry me away
Making my life complete
Promising you�d stay
You were suppose to be the one
To have and to hold
When the moonlight turns
The sky into gold
- Joeann L. Hunter
� 2002 JoAnn Kornatowski
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