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Taylor Stein Dec 2012
A mother looks on her sleeping child
Nestled away
Resting peacefully in bed
So sweet and innocent
And she whispers quietly
You are my joy

The old man sits with his wife
At a small booth
Her face and hair weathered
Yet still so beautiful to him
He looks at her and says
You are my joy

The young ******* her wedding day
In white and song
Her fathers eyes
Fill with tears
And he mumbles below his breath
You are my joy.
Taylor Stein Dec 2012
It only takes a moment to fall
Into a black pit, a deep darkness
To find yourself
Broken and bleeding

You see a shadow
Pacing back and forth
You realize it was they
Who gave you this demise

You cry out, not knowing why
They would give you aid
A light flickers on their features
And you see yourself

But in your face you see
Your own despicable side
So your heart also plunges
Into that hole

The echoes your plea creates
Bring an overwhelming change
It comes over them
And a shadow seems to leave

Eyes turn, no longer dark
Hands throw down a rope
You pull yourself up
And help yourself home

It only takes a moment to fall
Yet only another
To fix the broken
Restoring all that seemed wrong.

(theinkthatspeaks.blogspot.com)

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