Crying…

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Crying alone is like rain on an untravelled road…

 Longing for shelter from a comforting hand, that will dry the tears of a long forgotten emotion.

A touch as soft as a budding rose, yet possesses the strength to hold together a broken soul.

Light hearted laugher that will bring a smile to the mask of sadness,

And allow the heaviness of the rain to disappear with the morning mist.

Trudi ’94

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You showed me how…

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You opened my eyes, to things that are new.

You showed me how, to make things come true.

You lead me down, a road with direction.

You gave me hope, of a love near perfection.

 

I saw things differently, with your guiding words.

I tried new tasks, and soared with the birds.

I followed your lead, until I couldn’t hold back.

I took my chances, and spoke only of fact.

 

We see that now, it’s harder that it seems.

We did our best, working within our means.

We travelled time, like a leaf in a stream.

We had it all, until we woke from the dream…

Trudi ’98

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