Chronic Disease

Oh sing to me once more The melodious tune of breeze Thru glass of tormented soul I feel the shout they bore. Thus whisper to me once more The beauty of the world I live Thru crystal words you might to utter I feel those light touch my wrinkled skin. Oh caress me once more The happiness that we build Thru the sand of times that will never stop I feel the grain of every giggles made by children in the sand. Thus embrace me once more The smell of the wind from green meadow we used to play Thru the soft tickling grass we step in I feel the moment we first laid our eyes within. Oh it hurts me much to see That I will be leaving you hanging, lurking alone in time But I pray that the sun will shine to you And illuminate you in every dark spots you have. Oh pray me once more The subtleness of your voice Thru the room I lay my soul I feel the empathy and sincere blow of words your lips slip.