As
the years roll back, I too have felt
Those moments of despair.
I thought that I was on my own,
That no one else could share
That sense of fear, the midnight tear
That trickled down my face.
I thought I'd be the only one
Without a personal space.
The wind was cold before the dawn.
I couldn't see the sun.
I thought that no one else could care
About the things I'd done,
Nor dreams I had that never grew
Into reality.
It took so long, but sunrise came
And warmed me, finally.
© 2002 Pam H. Murray
Those moments of despair.
I thought that I was on my own,
That no one else could share
That sense of fear, the midnight tear
That trickled down my face.
I thought I'd be the only one
Without a personal space.
The wind was cold before the dawn.
I couldn't see the sun.
I thought that no one else could care
About the things I'd done,
Nor dreams I had that never grew
Into reality.
It took so long, but sunrise came
And warmed me, finally.
© 2002 Pam H. Murray
Apr
20, 2002
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