Beyond the Night...

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ...“You have a great gift,” she said * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * As I looked into her eyes * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * As I turned to walk away * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Telling her goodbye; thinking to myself * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * And a great sorrow I have, also * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * A great sorrow inside... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * A heart that longs, that longs for life * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * But a life that falls, unable to find * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * To break these chains, that keep me tied... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * No answers, no cures, no hope, I sighed * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “A great gift,” she said, as I closed my eyes * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Someday, I thought, in another time... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Someday, I thought, for some other lives * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Someday, I thought, beyond the night ~ * “Dear John * Asked Myself to Post This for He * I Love You John * Your Sarah.” *