Garden Lament

H. Ray Davis

 I am alone. I yearn for the comfort friendship once allowed.

The romance of my time, once plentiful, now eludes me. Yet I stand.

The makers voice once audible in my heart, has been silenced. Tho I pray through tears of despair, I am deaf. Yet I stand.

My nature is faith, tho the fury rages around, I will be steadfast. While battles are won and lost, oh lord I await your call. Yet I stand.

 

H.R. Davis

  • Author: H. Ray Davis (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 12th, 2018 09:08
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  • Fay Slimm.

    This touches the heart Ray - - a gem of a lament about being alone yet steadfast. Good read.



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