The More I Cry

---------------- The more quiet I do cry, As each day goes' by Is their any such thing As happiness, Or, Say', Will it just past Me by.. Leaving Me empty... ------ The more blessed Are Thy tear's As the pain grows' End on end... And the crowding of Judgement that which is So prevalent, It's sensation fills my ears' ------ As I titter and toddler And wander, Strolling along Life's long arduous path All of those tear's of emptiness Cascades and dose a Parade In cadence and precession Just beyond My empty LAUGH ------ My eye's began to water And My Heart doth' sprout Cool, cold chill's Fore I am all cried out ------ Those are just empty reminder's That are meant to ease away, All of the fears' and tears' Those feelings that I feel They come intermittently Threw out the day... ------ But, I know that some-where Their is a place for Me Oh', Shall I wait and see Just out-doors' Down yonder... Just beneath the Primrose Tree A place waiting for Me ------- Where those dream's Of Thee just a glisten, While I wait for Thee Just My Lord and Me Dear God, Please hear My Plea GF