All In Time(Written In Ireland)

Poem By O.S. Brooks

Within the clouds
I see her face
Beyond the storm
Above the ground.

-Guiding my wings
Soft gentle light
Through dismal air
Here gifts are bright.

-All I fear
Is more than normal pain this year
After loss of love and loss of friend
Since no one else has let me in
To talk or walk in space to share
The simple pleasures once we're here
To smile and like this atmosphere
Above the world below
Alone and on my own
Missing....All I knew of love
Wanting...All I felt of life
Knowing...All will heal with time

Comments about All In Time(Written In Ireland)

Recently you can get lots of jasper in Ireland - I've heard it's good for this kind of pain... or treat yourself with some caramel just to sweeten the bitter taste of life... A truly exquisite write. Wonderful work. Ten points!

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