He speaks words to me
Never lies only truth to see
In a world where deceit runs wild
His truths are spoken tender and mild
He quiets my weeping heart
Tries to help me make a new start
Listens to my problems many
Gives me solutions ever more many
Helps me find my heart once gone
Shows me how to be reborn, a baby fawn
My friend is he, a good one at that
Pulls me up out of the dark corner where I sat
A treasure in the rough of a living hell
He tells me life will be better, all is well
~Chrystal
Written on
May 8, 2001