if i but could
take the hurt
from out the wound
that lingers there
if i but could
take the rage
from out the deep
that dwells within
if i but could
take the sorrow
that sucks your life
away
if i but could
my love
take the hurt
from out the wound
that lingers there
if i but could
take the rage
from out the deep
that dwells within
if i but could
take the sorrow
that sucks your life
away
if i but could
my love
i surely
would
would
.
6 comments:
Beautiful - including your pic!
WV - uprego
Jenean, what a lovely glimpse into the past... intimate and deep. Just lovely, these words of yours.
Nevine
1975! I remember that year well, it was the year that I got engaged. Lovely poem and photo! Have a splendid Wednesday, lady!
so good to have you come by nancy - was hoping that the blog issue would settle down and you'd be able to get in without more difficulty - thanks so much for the kinds words from yesteryear!
and dear nevine - yes, voices from yesteryear unspoken until now - odd how they are not much, if any, different from those other words [of now] here -
oh, yeah! and what a year it was, wasn't it, marguerite! while i didn't become engaged it was a very very good year, now much like a fine wine! ;)
and congratulations on your 1975 engagement, lady! have a great cajun week! and thank so much for stopping by!
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