See not with eyes of pain and sorrow
'Tis but an empty soul you seek...

Given with magic, I hung from the moon
Heartstrings attached with Elmer's glue...

Its comfort is nestled in the warmth of a soul
Giving a calmness to arms that's turned cold...

If we knew then what we know now
Would we take the chance to do life right...

In the soft gentle breeze, I look towards the sky
Searching the depths of the cool Autumn night...

HEART
Broken...

She goes about her busy day
Not taking time to tend...

A woman sits inside her room
Her years are past at eighty-four...

It was so easy to follow the crowd
But they are all laughing loud at her now...

In the mist of the morning, she lays on the grave
A bouquet of roses in soft gentle blue...

Come hither thee, young child of grace
To which the angels call down to earth...

A sweet little angel with tattered wings
Upon the dusty cloud, she rests her feet...