Winds of pain

The scrapbook is sealed
Words unspoken will never be
In my heart it is hidden
Strenght lies within it for those who feel it

The poet leaves spots of time
Coded messages from a scrapbook
That should never have been opened
One that should have died with the heart

The childs eyes staring at the words
Will not know the feelings if the world is good
Or the protecting hand of God holds him
Hope for him to be free from our feelings

And the light we saw shining that day
Was the candle getting killed by the winds




Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2007-04-21 at 12:50

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