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Jan 2015
Where i was I've never been and when I'm there its new to me,
A sea of sorrow i swam to be nowhere to go no place to flee,
And as i walked this empty road it seems the sides are made from bone,
Its all a river flowing patiently and there i am in the gentle stream,
As time move on it changes me but in my heart you'll always be,
The sun beats down await the sound of singing birds up in the leaves,
And where i go I've never been yet its still new until the end,
So hope tomorrow illΒ Β find less sorrow and find the light that shines within,
That holy glow that in my soul will always hold,
And when my coil is old and grey and my light flees to everywhere,
All that is it will be ok come shining sun or winters grey,
There is a place ive always been and in your heart there is room for me,
Not for my gain but for the chance there is something of worth in me.
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
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