Spring rain and Easter Lilly’s
Renew the somber sobering facts
Of to much time to feel
Not enough to heal
I’ll smell the flowers
In remembrance
Light a candle
Pray for deliverance
From this soul encompassed
By amber thoughts of you
Maybe comes a time
Of escape
Where you will be hidden
from my view
and absent
from my dreams
Surely destiny is merciful.
Gods will surely
does not include agony until the end of time?
Lest I, surely be…in living hell
Copyright © 2001 Dennis Hicks
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