When I first met her my heart skipped a beat
Stammering I spoke a few inane things
How could she know she had plucked my heart strings
Why did I look down only at my feet
And not into her eyes and tell her so
She spoke to me in a soft gentle way
Her words touching my very soul that day
Beautiful music strumming away fears
That better part of me lifted my head
Her smile was like a wondrous day in May
All my clouds of fear were pushed away
I told her my name and then asked for hers
She said she lived close by on a near street
that she was happy we happened to meet.
(Swannet Sonnet)
Things are different and nothings seems right
But what can I do to change things around
I remember days when goodness was found
And can't stop thinking this all day and night
With my eyes this is not what I often see
I observe a world growing cruel and cold
This is a fact of what I am being told
No matter how much I hate hear it too
Sometimes this world is a crazy place to be
It's a rough place for you and me to live
But with faith and God we can survive
God is always there next to you and me
Things are different and nothing seems right
And can't stop thinking this all day and night
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009
September 8, 2009
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