April 13- Fever
Don't know. Can't say. I was rather Tired today. Thank the Lord For all you do. What all have I Put you through? You seem to delight In a chance to serve. My dear, these things I don't deserve. I can't believe…
Don't know. Can't say. I was rather Tired today. Thank the Lord For all you do. What all have I Put you through? You seem to delight In a chance to serve. My dear, these things I don't deserve. I can't believe…
If I've been blonde and scatterbrained, Out of it, and unrestrained And didn't notice how your smile Has been missing for awhile, Please forgive me. 'Tis my goal To plant a sunbeam in your soul, And be a light when all are out. I know…
Fragments of Heaven, Echo through the walls And drop a bit like raindrops, And every piece which falls Is completely unassuming, Unorchestrated, bold. Every piece of Heaven Waits, poised, to unfold. Unleashed, the frenzied torrents Reverberate to you. The deafening roar of saints Has pierced my spirit through. I see…
It hurts tonight much more than I can say. The last I want to do is to complain In a world which every day sees greater pain. But my heart was torn to pieces here today. I cannot do a thing, for I am lost. Each shattered piece destroyed beyond…
I've near a demi-hour And cold, cold walls and doors Reminding me of floors I've fallen to from towers Are sticking to my skin And I feel the cloud above, Leaving me devoid of love. 'Tis your sweet mess I'm in. It hurts,…
No man would dare to ever take away This part of me which takes complete control And shatters all of me me 'till I am whole. 'Tis who I am; how I'll forever stay. My heart will cling to treasures undefined And bursting forth, proclaim the…
Lest I show thee Myself Have I no thought Left. 'Tis a wonder I breathe 'Tis a charm all Bereft. My own eyes now: Too soft My own face: A snare. Discrete I plead Tonight When we are gathered All there. I love too well To lose By…
Desire for solitude and peace Begs I leave lest my heart cease. Oh for a thousand words to speak; Oh for deafening silence to seek! I'll away at just one word. That voice so little lately heard. And in the thundering of my ears Hear naught but you,…