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Sep 2010
I could spend many hours writing to you
But in the end I would start to feel blue
Without the hope of holding your hand
I might as well bury my body in sand
For writing my mind, my soul, my thoughts
Only gives me memories of what I don’t got
I cannot give up my hope to go on
It is the only way to never give up my song
On this site I could have many friends
But that is not the way I want it to end
I want to meet somebody one day
I give my heart, soul, body to stay
I will never stop believing prayers are answered from above
It’s the only thing keeping my smile, my soul flying like a dove
When you read my words
It makes your spirit fly like a bird
I know you understand
You are a kind considerate man
If you cannot open your heart
Just tell me from the start
I will walk away moving on
Nothing is lost, nothing is gone
I would be happy you understand part of me
We could touch, we could feel and see
You’re an angel of light I can see that even tho we are apart
I am thankful for that opportunity of growth in my heart
You’re not ready to explore your heart in your hand
So I am bound to keep walking across this land
Written 2007
Written by
Carol Huizinga  Okotoks
(Okotoks)   
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