Gift of Hope

Thu, 08/07/2014 - 13:13 -- jlau22


Teardrops form my outer surface-a flowing stream on a stormy night

Levels of loneliness build layers into my inner surface

Your soft delicate lips mouthing my name

Warms my passionate caring heart

Little shadow walking away

Cuts the circulation from my veins to my heart 

You pacified me on those fierce nights 

When you cradled me in your protective and loving arms

You guided me through a path of hope

Hold me close with your gentle touch

Teardrops stop streaming- the beginning of a hopeful tomorrow

Your love is a remedy to my soul

Hope is the best gift one can give a daughter


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