Wild flowers I picked,
Were soon lost, when she arrived—  
Wind took them away.

A peace permeates my heart
lights gleam in my eyes
when I feed the little birds
feel all darkness soon dies.

Disappear chunks of my woes
a smile breaks on my lips
as I hold them warm n close
my fingers kiss their beaks.

A bliss they give without price
that dissolve my aches n pains
when I look deep in their eyes
touch there a divine innocence.

In rough tides my solace
rescuer from life’s quicksand
they import me a happiness
while pecking from my joyous hand.

Going through each day
Looking happy and worry-free
'I am fine', I always say
But there is something they cannot see
Something hidden deep inside
So that no one could know
The scar I used to hide
My woebegone soul it would show
Still learning how to mend my heart
Looking at the shattered pieces of it
Seeing what's still left after it had been torn apart
Picking up each fragment bit by bit.

YOU
  are no more me
    than I am
       *MYSELF
Yet,
    you
      think you know
   *me
         like the back of your hand
   or the words you write
       or the rhymes you create
YOU
      might think you know how I feel
         or what I think
            or what I've done
    but
        you
will never understand my SOUL
    or the inner workings of my mind
So,
     you
         can go choke on the words you write,
     the songs you sing
and the hearts you steal
       because
YOU
      can never have my life

Little toy car, why so
Blue? Is it because there's seven
hundred miles between me and
you? So pull me in then
let me out, my lonely
heart is on a round-about.

Little photo why so
faded? Is it because you and
I are separated? In five more days I
will be home, and then we can
truly be alone.

© A. Leigh

I'll sing of all the ways I miss you
and how this sorrow came to be
the verses, lies I should have whispered
the chorus, truths in harmony.

The melody will break the silence
and call your broken heart to me
to be repaired by love unyielding
to broken hymns in minor key.