Cheyenne Ruble Poet I do not know?

Too Much

So much pain
comes with so much love.
It is a gift sent
from below and above.

If I had known 
about this hurt,
I would have tried
to stop the words.

If I had known 
about this love,
I would of flew 
into it like a dove.

But I hadn't known 
and it's too late.
This hurt is
too much to sedate.

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James Fraser October 17, 2010 at 3:41 PM Much hurt is absorbed as we grow Cheyenne. One will get used to it, and love so nice can hurt so bad >> James :)

Carol Sunshine Brown October 5, 2010 at 9:34 AM A pleasure to read your poetry today Cheyenne. I wish you the best in your endeavors whatever they may be. Love, Carol

Dr.Ram Mehta October 4, 2010 at 1:05 PM Yes, you have rightly said, with love comes the pain, but it is almost sweet, Cheyenne

Sara Kendrick October 4, 2010 at 12:33 PM Kinda sad..Sara