well.. the lines are too long for this thing to show the whole line on one line... so the random words on a line by themselves are with the line above.
I come over to have a look, from my windowsill.
And there I saw her all alone, crying over there
I saw her filled with so much anguish my heart began to tear
And as the tears poured down her cheeks it made me wonder "why?"
What could possibly be so sad it'd make this angel cry?
I cried out to her as loud as I could to see if she was all right
But she didn't answer back, neither with voice nor with her sight
I stepped outside and headed toward her, quickening my pace
I had to try and stop those rivers running down her face
But no matter how long I walked, she still seemed out of reach
I could never get close enough, my questions to beseech
So as I stood there just out of reach she turned to me her eye
And the sorrow there was so deep it left me petrified
I tried to move, I tried to speak, but I couldn't do a thing
All I could do was stand right there and watch this angel crying
I stood there wishing with all my heart to wipe away her tears
With every drop I could not stop, my heart slowly sears
I would gladly shed a million tears to go and take her place
Just to keep a single tear from falling down that her face.
Poetry by Michael G
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Written on 2006-08-30 at 22:23
Tags Sorrow Love
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An Angels Tears
Everything is silent, everything is stillI come over to have a look, from my windowsill.
And there I saw her all alone, crying over there
I saw her filled with so much anguish my heart began to tear
And as the tears poured down her cheeks it made me wonder "why?"
What could possibly be so sad it'd make this angel cry?
I cried out to her as loud as I could to see if she was all right
But she didn't answer back, neither with voice nor with her sight
I stepped outside and headed toward her, quickening my pace
I had to try and stop those rivers running down her face
But no matter how long I walked, she still seemed out of reach
I could never get close enough, my questions to beseech
So as I stood there just out of reach she turned to me her eye
And the sorrow there was so deep it left me petrified
I tried to move, I tried to speak, but I couldn't do a thing
All I could do was stand right there and watch this angel crying
I stood there wishing with all my heart to wipe away her tears
With every drop I could not stop, my heart slowly sears
I would gladly shed a million tears to go and take her place
Just to keep a single tear from falling down that her face.
Poetry by Michael G
Read 752 times
Written on 2006-08-30 at 22:23
Tags Sorrow Love
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