YouA Poem by Al Yerks
Sometimes I think of me before You
The days were dark and lonely Sometimes I think of me before You You became the one, the only Sometimes I think of me before You I had no vision, no time, or reason Sometimes I think of me before You You became my rhyme, my changing season I have so much because of You You took the things that made me blind My days begin and end with You You have my heart, my soul, my mind Sometimes I think of me before You My life was lived but on the surface Sometimes I think of me before You You brought me meaning, understanding and purpose Sometimes I think of me before You You made my burdens lighter Sometimes I think of me before You My heart is open, and so much brighter © 2009 Al Yerks |
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Added on October 28, 2009 |

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