The Cry Of My Heart

The Cry Of My Heart


Your hands are not too short
To embrace me
Nor your ears too deaf to listen
To the cry of my heart

I am here for you
Longing to be with you
Listen to the longing of my heart
Listen to the cry of my heart

You lift me up when I was down
You made me strong, when I was weak
You made me whole, when I was broken
You listen to the cry of my heart

This, I promise you
From this day on,
I will serve you Lord
I will listen to the cry of my heart...

by Meggie Gultiano

Comments (2)

Funerals are for the living A celebration of life (and yes forgiving) sidi
Sad poem. Funerals can be very difficult... you made that pretty obvious. Keep Writing! Brian