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I've Touched The Face
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I've Touched The Face |
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Saunni Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777West Virginia 
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I've Touched The Face A view I took to bed last night as we lay beneath Was of dark blue and black up there in the sky I stared at the wonder God blessed me with As the moon shed just enough light I could see her eyes... I just looked forever at what life has given to me And, the tears burned as they kept streaming down For I sadly touched her face of such loneliness And, prayed to be moved with the wind upon solid ground... I've touched so much in life but none has given me more than this And, each day I struggle with extremes in it's own For I'm happy of the innocence, laughter and sunshine But, there's this empty promise I can't call home... Oh God, give light just where I need it most Cause I've touched the face of sadness for many years And, God, I will give my life and eternal peace, I would If you'd just bring my baby girl here... I watched as the moonlight danced on her eyes so fine And, what beauty she gives me to each new day So, I reached and I touched her soft little cheeks And, I wiped each tomorrow's tears away... So, on the other end of that sky is a happy heart Just one I learned to try and see I live for the smile my sweet baby brings each day And, the purity of her words as she speaks to me... I touch the face of fear each time I do wake And, sometimes wish that I never see the dawn Cause touching the face of weakness and so childlike Makes my heart so sad to even move on... God, whatever I did in this world to have you frown on me Know I've spent years with despair at my side Because one time, too many, two years ago I touched the face of good-bye... Saun Sauni :) Have you ever known the color grey when the nighttime finds you weak I have, I've walked that road each time; that's where my angel sleeps |
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JLR Senior Member
since 2001-02-04
Posts 1785 |
Such sadness, such longing. Not yourself to blame. Is the way of the world, sometimes. Not always an explanation given. Cherish the child. Your words, your expression; are her diary. Choose beautiful, hopeful words. They will serve you both well. |
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adagirl26 New Member
since 2001-02-11
Posts 4 |
Your words to my heart. I will savor this. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
And, each day I struggle with extremes in it's own ....very well written and expressed, I enjoyed ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II |
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Saunni Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 1777West Virginia |
Thank you for replying to my poem. It means a lot.  Sauni Sauni :) Have you ever known the color grey when the nighttime finds you weak I have, I've walked that road each time; that's where my angel sleeps |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
I don't believe that God frowns on you one bit but I do believe that he sends trials to those he knows are strong enough to make it through them and the reward is the most awesome love of all. Very touching piece my friend and though it is filled with sadness it is also written wonderfully. If you find yourself stranded in a storm ...then reach for my hand and we will play in the puddles together |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
indeed. . . we do have to go through the trials before we reap the rewards. . . excellent words my friend. . . ----------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Saunni~ Oh, my friend ... such a lovely piece bathed in your tears. Sending heart-hugs your way in the hope that they help in some small way. Keep writing, love ... and I'm sorry for your sorrow. *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Rosemary J. Gwaltney Senior Member
since 1999-08-26
Posts 997northern mountains, Idaho |
Oh, this poem is so filled with pain! Exquisitely written, in meticulously chosen words. I can almost see your little one in the words you have chosen, and I certainly feel your anguish. God is not frowning on you. I'm a bereaved mommy too, and while I don't pretend to understand why He lets us lose our children, I DO believe that, no matter what it looks like, He loves us dearly. And I do believe I'll have mine back in Heaven forever. That doesn't keep my pillow dry in this world, though, for the love is so strong. I'm so terribly sorry for your loss, and I do think, by your poem, that you have a faith in God that will bring you to your precious one, for all eternity, where there is no more sorrow, no tears, and no dying. I will pray for your sorrow, and my heart is with you. I really care. If you ever feel like e-mailing me, I would welcome hearing from you. . The spiritual wind that holds survivors aloft, plants the seeds from which bloom new hope ... R.J.G. |
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