As I look out the window
at the new fallen snow,
I think of my Daddy
and Mama back home.
I miss them so often
and love them so dear;
I wish that I always
could have them both near.
It's been so long
since I've touched the hand
of Mama and Daddy
in that far, distant land.
It's time to journey
back there once more;
I wonder if it's the same
as it was before.
Those old country roads
will guide me again,
like my herat and the love
that I carry within.
copyrightc2002Lorena Evans
The night is deafly quiet now,
not a single sound.
It is as if the world
has stopped spinning around.
Not a single jet stream,
not one blinking light;
Nothing to break the silence
of this dark, September night.
Just the quiet whimpers,
and sometimes silent tears,
of our breaking hearts and anger
disbelief and fears.
God help the lost and mourning,
ease their hearts and fear;
for the many victims everywhere
of what once stood tall and clear.
copyrightc2002Lorena Evans
"Poetry From The Heart"
Like a twinkling star,
an ever burning light,
the glimmer in your eyes,
shines just as bright.
It's a small, constant reminder
of a love that is so true;
No river is too deep or wide
that I can't cross with you.
We can handle any challenge,
as long as we have our love;
we can weather any storm
that rains down from up above.
That litlle light reminds me
of so manythings,
but most of all the promise of love,
and joy each new day brings...
...with you.
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