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

April 12- Blonde

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

April 11-Fragments of Heaven

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

April 10th-Remedy

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

April 9- Blessed be the Name

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,