Those Dreadful Tears
I Have a Beautiful Child
but She Is Full of Hate and Anger,
Now I Find above All Else
I must Keep Her out of Danger.
She Has Not Learned to Love
and Knows Not How to Give..
But I Shall Take Her with Me
down the Path Called..."Live"
Along this Path We Twine
Finding Laughter, Trust and Fun
We Shall Lessen the Load of Misery,
Travelling to the Light of the Sun.
So Stay Awhile with Me, Child
I Will Soothe Those Aches and Fears.
Together this Path We Travel
Shall Stop Those Dreadful Tears.
Connie Moore
Feb. 21, 2000
Copyright © Connie Moore | Year Posted 2013
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