You believed in the sun

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    You believed in the sun

    You've always believed in the sun
    Whenever I felt lost in the storm
    Your love brought me sunlight
    When I was blinded by dark shadows

    Your heart believed in true love
    My heart knew only sadness
    You've caught me whenever I began to fall
    So I could always stand tall

    You've taught me to see the sunlight
    With wisdom only a wise man would know
    You've led me away from the darkness
    Until I found the light within

    With love my days became less cold
    My heart began to melt into yours
    You've brought the light back into my darkest hours
    Every day I thank God for bringing you into my life

    Copyright Lady Jude 2010


     

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    kdarcy commented on You believed in the sun

    08-15-2010

    A tribute of the highest order can only come from grateful heart. Nice write, you didn't miss anything, be well

    dahlusion commented on You believed in the sun

    07-23-2010

    "Your heart believed in true love My heart knew only sadness"—love the poetic pain of this line. The honesty in this piece is rare and raw. bravo!!

    WordSlinger commented on You believed in the sun

    06-10-2010

    This is really good, all of it, every bit of it, :) ty WS

    Chaos128 commented on You believed in the sun

    06-08-2010

    Cool exposition about finding a soul that is a catalyst for youe own. You have a refreshing plain-spoken style that makes your work eminently readable. Nicely done!

    tierra7 commented on You believed in the sun

    06-06-2010

    Hi!...this is a Beautiful tribute to your one special person..keep seekin' the light within when you're feelin' out of attunement give back to the person whom gave you their best, it keeps givin' and givin' into the Universe....I hope to read more....Namaste...Tierra@}-'-, .

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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