I use to be a Marine. That was another life ago. I love the outdoors, horses and I love poetry because you can say what is in your heart even if there isn't anyone to listen to you. |
My Lord and My God, My Savior and King
I cry to the Heavens and let my Heart sing...
Where can I go, what can I do
My mind is haunted by beautiful you...
The waves were rough and I held on tight
The mist stung my eyes in the black of night...
How does love start, does it ever end
Can real lovers also be friends...
Holding your hand and the touch of your skin
Shutting my eyes and just breathing you in...
With the last long drag on his cigarette
He adjusts his hat with no way to keep from...
A jagged edge on a wind swept face
A struggling flower so out of place...
The struggles each day were easily passed
By a love I believed would always last...
My roots dig deep and clench the Earth
From a simple seed I was given birth...
I walk a path that is my own
A life of struggle a life alone...