a POEM it in 1st draft sash thank you
To my dismay I see my love
Trying to wash away the darkness
That has over come her
But she is just lying down
As life has taken its toll
On her
She will not open her eyes
For she is afraid that her soul has turned black
I knell down beside her
And offer my hand
She slowly wakes
And opens her soul to me
I look in her eyes
And see her soul become untwisted
With a puzzled look on her face
She says thank you
She might have seen only my hand
But in my hand I hold
My mind, heart, and soul
To comfort everyone and any one
To my dismay I see my love
Trying to wash away the darkness
That has over come her
But she is just lying down
As life has taken its toll
On her
She will not open her eyes
For she is afraid that her soul has turned black
I knell down beside her
And offer my hand
She slowly wakes
And opens her soul to me
I look in her eyes
And see her soul become untwisted
With a puzzled look on her face
She says thank you
She might have seen only my hand
But in my hand I hold
My mind, heart, and soul
To comfort everyone and any one