Walk

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  • Sadness

    Walk

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    You spent the night crying

    I spent the early morn praying

    As she plays unminding

    Still not sitting up on her own

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    I fear what you fear

    Trying hard to keep my hopes strong

    That He that sees all

    Would not allow this to someone so small

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    I need help, we need help

    Useless words are spoken of

    Why not muster some more

    Not empty promises of lore

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    I have no fail, I will keep up

    Place and read useless halls

    Something to turn my back on

    After climbing over this wall

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    Make me believe that you are

    Useless just like before

    Not even time says this time

    Sitting in silence long ago

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    No paid dues, not even think

    Run when there is a need

    No bearing, all is lost

    The love is gone through the mist

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    But you have us, we are waiting

    With guidance from above

    Three of us will watch them walk

    Away from their useless deceit

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    Sit down unguided

    God will give your hips strength

    As both our hearts have faith

    Soon you'll sit up straight

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    Worried sick but faithfull

    The stars lay on useless skies

    We can depend on only what we have

    And not those useless bide

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    Soon muscle tone would be indifferent

    Time will tell it will come

    Our arms will be here to carry you

    Until your own could be of guide

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    Time and time proves its time

    That I will walk away from the stars

    Both of you will be my only strength

    You both will only have my love.

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    Realizing one sided care and undependability is a reality

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    Redhead505 commented on Walk

    03-25-2011

    I love your imagery. Thank you for sharing your work with all of us working to perfect our own work.

    sequelrio

    09/05/2011

    Thanks, with God's grace, my daughter can walk guided now- After some therapy and prayers. Thanks!

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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