Listening to every heart
I never saw you, truly, clearly,
a grassy-green gaze turned in sideways glance,
still, I hold your teachings as sword and shield,
defense against death and darkened sun-lit days,
to find the place where strength lies.
The whole poem is going in my library,
Corinne...but this struck me exceptionally hard...for several reasons, but all for love.
Thank you, my friend...
Karilea - If I whisper, will you listen?...
[This message has been edited by Sunshine (04-08-2003 05:11 PM).]