Tuesday, September 29, 2009

A SONG CALLED, NOVEMBER...

art by Sulamith Wulfing ~ lyrics by Azure Ray
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So I'm waiting for this test to end
So these lighter days can soon begin
I'll be alone but maybe more carefree
like a kite that floats so effortlessly.
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I was afraid to be alone
Now I'm scared that's how I'd like to be
All these faces none the same
How can there be so many personalities.
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So many lifeless empty hands
So many hearts in great demand
And now my sorrow seems so far away
Until I'm taken by these bolts of pain.
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But I turn them off and tuck them away
'til these rainy days that make them stay
And then I'll cry so hard to these sad songs
And the words still ring, once here now are gone.
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And they echo through my head everyday
And I think they'll never go away
Just like thinking of your childhood home
We can't go back, we are on our own...

2 comments:

Beth Niquette said...

Wow...dear one did you write this? It is beautiful. The truth is, we can go back home, but it isn't the same.

My childhood was so wonderful. Sometimes people say it sounds like a fairytale. But it happened and it was wonderful.

I wish I could go back there...but perhaps heaven will be filled with places that are home, and there things will not change.

((hugs)) We got everything done and more that we wanted to accomplish. It was amazing, as there were only two men there, with clytie and me as "gofers." Yesterday I returned to help finish clearing the rubbish.

Thank you for your good thoughts and prayers, my darling sissyDea. You are wonderful.

Beth Niquette said...

My darling Sissy--I put a copy of this beautiful picture up on my cruncy hearts blog. I was so taken with it...and you know how much I love faeries!

((hugs)) Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers. You are just wonderful SissyDea.