PAIN (Quatrains)
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~Pain~
(Quatrains in varied meters)
So many times in our lives
Things happen we can't control,
So many things that can go wrong,
Pain like iron clutches heart and soul
Rainy days my sunshine stole,
In my soul I not longer whole
This loss has taken its toll
Nothing my spirit consoles
Why, why did you have to go?
So many things I wish you know,
So much pain now we go through
Cloudy days extincted days' glow
Life lays upon white cold snow,
Pain clutches here my soul again,
Only God knows what I go through,
Only Jesus can make me whole again.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2005
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