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Louisville, Mississippi, USA
Winds of Loss
A broken heart is easily burned,
For it lies on the ground as tenders.
The love it needs, does it yearn,
But weak for lack of defenders.
The spirit tries to soar so high,
That it loses orientation.
Sights that are seen aren’t real, oh nigh.
Lack of destination.
The soul is eternal in pain of loss,
For lack of what it needs.
The time now comes for me to toss,
With hands full of seeds.
But love is gone on winds of loss,
As I fall to my knees.
Richard “Rickey” N. Boydstun, Jr.
Trust Instinct. Instinct will keep an animal alive, but Logic can kill a man.
Richard "Rickey" N. Boydstun, Jr.
[This message has been edited by TearsFromHeaven (edited 05-02-2000).]