And so she walks with head held high
no reason now, for her to cry...
For everything there is a reason,
and a time, alas, for every season.
No need to understand it all -
she dries her eyes and walks so tall
believes that someone high above,
is guiding her to find true love.
He knows what's best, and he knows all
although sometimes we stagger, fall
Just trust in him, to lead the way
and know you'll find a brighter day.
Thank you Jeffrey for this. I know it had nothing to do with me, but somehow it inspired me to see myself in it, in a positive way. Thank you so much. I found a bit of peace in it. Yours is very lovely....
[This message has been edited by poetFemmeFatale (edited 05-11-2000).]