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remains of the everyday©


I've been shaken and stirred
the worst heartache has occured,
the life squeezed out of me enuff to die
i only have the strength to cry.
I sit alone and i ponder
at that rainbow way over yonder,
where i'll fly w/my angel in peace
only then will my crying cease.
I'm sorry to burden you all
but i need friends to call,
call upon me day and night
before i'm gone from sight.
I'm only here for a short while
sorry also i can't make you smile,
i lost the ability to spread sunshine
only darkness and rain to share of mine.
I hope your enjoy my voyage of mem'ries
i traveled thru calm now stormy seas,
please sail along with me while i'm here
i'm not up for the trip but with....
God's Help the coast will soon be clear.
It'll be smooth sailing when i'm gone
cause no more burden will be put upon,
upon you all to hold my hand
cause i'll travel to the promised land.
The land where my dreams will come true
w/my love then sunshine i'll send down 2u,
if you could just bear with me till then
i'm in hell without my angel from heaven.
If he was here to hold me
then goodolesal you'd see,
but plain old sally you'll have to settle for
the playful in me is gone 4evermore.
But i love you all for caring
and what's left of me you're sharing,
but i feel....
i've burdened you beyond compare
in a hole i'm crawling if....
i'm able to stuff myself in there.
I've earned feeling sorry for myself
a heart wasn't meant to be kept on a shelf,
if it was my shelf life would be expired
cause i'm just too worn out and tired.
Tired of being useless day after day
cause in his arms i no longer lay,
it's best till then i lay in the ground
that's where my remains should be found!
Copyright ©2011
Sally

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Dolly Needs The Best Home©
This man i love forever
wasn't the typical man ever,
he treasured little things by and by
like dollies that rattle and cry.
Well i'm like this dolly here
without his squeeze i tremble with fear,
i rattle easily and cry when alone
oh how i need my sweetie....
to take me to heaven where i'll be home!
Copyright ©2011
Sally


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