(UNDER CONSTRUCTION)
Memories of You
The angry words fly back to me
In vivid reds and blues
In bursts of hate and snarling teeth
My memories of you.
I tried so hard to please you
There was nothing I could do
Right was wrong and wrong was right
In my memories of you
But now, with grateful thanks to God
The pain and hurt retreats,
The evil that I felt in you
Has suffered a defeat
For you are only human
With pain and hurt like me
That God will gladly heal
If you'll let him set you free
So I pray to our Creator
To cast out all your fears
To consume you with His peaceful love
And always draw you near.
---Anne Kathryn Smith (1952 - 1991)
Paynetown, MD...
(just S/W of the
Snow Hill city limits)...
