BEAUTIFUl AGAIN
and became beautiful;
the laughter, the friendship,
the dreams.
The anticipation of you
and me.
Can it ever be
beautiful again?
As time went on
things began changing,
and there were
misunderstandings.
The beauty began to fade
into a new day,
not a better day.
Things
were remembered from
other days
from when the lovely
was all we had to say,
but the words got
in the way,
later on down the road.
But, what about God?
What part does He play
in all of this?
Is he pleased
when we don't forgive?
Or hasn't he taught
the golden rule
to all who live?
Where
is the good Spirit
that is in your heart,
the one I saw in you
from the start?
When
the tears begin
and you make me cry,
I lose my senses
and don't know why?
And now
I ask you why,
but you don't listen
to the voice< in the wind,
telling you to
forgive again.
For I am
reaching out
to you from afar,
and only the Lord
can take the Glory,
for what's in my heart.
God knows this pain
is hard to bear
and it's easier
to erase,
and run away.
But my heart
will be grieved
until you can forgive
my foolish ways.
I repent
for any stupid words
that I have said,
and long to know
we are right again
with the world.
Whatever
the future brings
it'll be ok
because we forgive.
Can we start
from the beginning?
My special prayer
is that it can be
~~ beautiful again~~
| This poem was created
by: Dottie Fontaine © |