If I could be
your mother, new--
I'd sing to you.
I'd repair them--
im back me sweet..
it is so hard to watch a loved one go thru heartache and pain, and feel like we cant heal them...
you tender heart shines in this one me twin.
*blowing kisses to the south*
Some things cannot be explained by verses that rhyme,
They are not measured by the commitment of time.
Some emotions run too deep to be described by words,
Forgiveness and understanding-remain the most beautiful words ever heard.
"What the caterpillar calls the end ...
The world calls a butterfly"
~Lao Tze Tao~
~Butterflies are meant to be free~