Flying Years

The years are passing
but still to this day
my life incomplete,
the memories replay.

I long for you here
and each night I pray
that Jesus will help
push the sorrow away.

As I try to keep going,
your love is my guide,
and though I can't see you,
you're right by my side.

I love you eternal
as time has no end,
wrap my love around you
until we're together again.

violets are blue

roses are red
violets are blue
this poem won't rhyme
so don't expect it to

I may be small
and I may be blue
but I wrote this poem
especially for you...

a person
a human figure
it could be anybody
but I know something
a brightness shines
from inside this person it glows
I know why it is there
I know what it means

just ordinary on top
people know
inside is something
inexplicable but beautiful
it can not stay inside
but shines out at every chance
all people alike