Devoid Wednesday, March 23, 2005: What would I have done without youWho's to sayLost in a maze of emotionsShrouded in hazeAnd though you weren't hereYou were always thereThrough some momentsThat were hard to bearAnd though I was aloneI didn't feel that wayThanks to youOn the darks daysLike a beacon of hope that shines brightSometimes lost in cloudsThere was still a lightAnd when the clouds fledThe light shine downAnd I could barely make a soundBecause I didn't want to missYour footsteps on the lighthouse stairsMay your embers always burnAnd the lighthouse turnThough maybe not for meFor some weary traveller to seeAnd take comfort in those penetrating raysOf warm light you radiate every day Chris // 3/23/2005 ______________________ Comments: Post a Comment
What would I have done without youWho's to sayLost in a maze of emotionsShrouded in hazeAnd though you weren't hereYou were always thereThrough some momentsThat were hard to bearAnd though I was aloneI didn't feel that wayThanks to youOn the darks daysLike a beacon of hope that shines brightSometimes lost in cloudsThere was still a lightAnd when the clouds fledThe light shine downAnd I could barely make a soundBecause I didn't want to missYour footsteps on the lighthouse stairsMay your embers always burnAnd the lighthouse turnThough maybe not for meFor some weary traveller to seeAnd take comfort in those penetrating raysOf warm light you radiate every day Chris // 3/23/2005