Just To Be With You

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Just want to be with You.
That's what I know...
And that's what I wish to do.

Without You close,
I know I am withdrawn.
At those times I'd rather sit alone...
From sunset until dawn!

The longer I am without You near...
Very little brings me cheer,
In this atmosphere.
I seem to feel the weight,
Of pressures and stress.
I seem to welcome a depression...
I accept and express.

As age descends upon my steps,
I do my best to forgive myself.
And I try,
But that's hard to do!
Then I realize I am without You.

Just want to be with You.
That's what I know...
And that's what I wish to do.

When we 'are' together...
There is an absence of regret.
My unhappiness has left.
I feel a peace.
I feel so blessed!

And whatever is next,
On my path You have selected...
May it become clearer to me,
Your 'tests' I should not neglect!
Especially if those challenges,
Are there to correct my steps!

Just want to be with You.
That's what I know...
And that's what I wish to do.

I hope our closeness proves to You,
I want to show my loyalty too!
And whenever I find myself subdued?
I feel my best,
Does not impress!
And confessing that 'now to You, My Father!
That's all I really wish to do!
Just to get as close as I can.

Comments about Just To Be With You

You're just a star Lawrence, perhaps that's why I have found it so easy to follow you, Don't worry about me looking up at times like these, just enjoy your view Love duncan X


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