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

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

From far away she felt his stare
Upon her face a gentle light...

Withered bones stretch
as the sun hits my back...

If you should go to the zoo on Callivary Square
You'll find an odd assortment of wild life living...

On my way home from school one day
I saw a cardboard box...

Tender is the heart that weeps
Clouding thoughts and memories...

"The flame rises but it soon descends
Empty pages and a frozen pen...

Tis but a voice that I remember
Inside the mind I see your face...

Glistening tears
Sparkling pearls of sadness...

Tomorrow [It Will Heal] - Acrostic
By: Twisted Heart...

My child arises each morning
A million questions he has in his mind...