You Steal My Beauty To Heart With Glee
You Steal My Beauty To Heart With Glee
Clear night sky once told me to yield
hold your horses and be quite still
you are but a dot in a dirty brown field
certainly nothing to give others a thrill.
Now go lay in a moonlit cave
head bowed and heart seeking relief
give thanks for what I gave
and seek mercy for you are a thief.
You steal my beauty to heart with glee
yet return not praise and glory my way
yes, you love deep what you see
but fail to ever give me proper pay.
What could I say facing such true accusations?
I simply bowed my head and gave sincere salutations.
R.J. Lindley
Spring, 1971
Note- From my private journal. Written two years after my father's death.
I often wandered out into that barren brown field late at night to gaze at the vastness of the universe and ask why he was taken from me...
Soon with no satisfactory answer, I turned to hating the world with vengeance in my heart that continued for 18 long and painful years ..
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