Our words are what make us immortal. They live on while our bodies die, passed on throughout the ages. Saved forever for the world to hear and read. Our voices gone, no longer heard, but our words live on forever. ~Pammymcb~
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Restless Nights
Restless nights are
Because you are not there
To hold me in your arms
But you love, I am aware
I awake to see your eyes
Gazing upon me
Then our eyes meet
And love I can see
We are together
But nights are spent apart
And through the nights
I hold you forever in my heart
Because you are not there
To hold me in your arms
But you love, I am aware
I awake to see your eyes
Gazing upon me
Then our eyes meet
And love I can see
We are together
But nights are spent apart
And through the nights
I hold you forever in my heart
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Gone Home
Your mother called you home
She wanted to hold you tight
She wanted you in her arms
And to sleep there through the night
Your mother wanted to look again
She wanted to gaze upon your face
She wanted you to feel once more
Her warm and loving embrace
You closed your eyes and went to her
For that my heart’s eternally torn
You entered those golden gates
You will hurt no more
I called you at your home today
I wanted to hear your voice
I know that I must let you go
I know I have no choice
I could wish for one more week
To look into your warm eyes
I could wish for one more day
Can you hear my forlorn cries?
I could ask for one more hour
To walk with you hand in hand
But I know you are with me
And beside me you’ll always stand
Your mother called for you to stay
And now you are by her side
Where you’ll wait ‘til my day comes
And then you will be my guide
Pamela N. Brown
She wanted to hold you tight
She wanted you in her arms
And to sleep there through the night
Your mother wanted to look again
She wanted to gaze upon your face
She wanted you to feel once more
Her warm and loving embrace
You closed your eyes and went to her
For that my heart’s eternally torn
You entered those golden gates
You will hurt no more
I called you at your home today
I wanted to hear your voice
I know that I must let you go
I know I have no choice
I could wish for one more week
To look into your warm eyes
I could wish for one more day
Can you hear my forlorn cries?
I could ask for one more hour
To walk with you hand in hand
But I know you are with me
And beside me you’ll always stand
Your mother called for you to stay
And now you are by her side
Where you’ll wait ‘til my day comes
And then you will be my guide
Pamela N. Brown
Friday, July 3, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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