Fridgid, Icy heart. Cold as this night even as dark. How could one heart be so cold? A heart longing to be free.
Blind, Blurring vision. Old as the mountains around me.How can I continue to see? Blood shot eye's what will be will be.
Hands that shake Or so I'm told. They have become so numb. Age spots connect My hands to fold. Dumb?
I sit in pain to hear no more the beauty of your voice. I sit in silence shed my tears.Body old without choice.
Lay me under the dogwood tree. I no more to roam. Release my spirit set me free.Allow me to go home.
Originally Posted On Site: 2010-01-07 19:12:43
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