Sunday, January 4, 2009

WHY

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Why do people cry,
you ask me?
Why is there sorrow,
all around me?
Why cant I understand?

Oh, tell me why
Is there such pain
Why is it
Always there again?
Emotional bleeding,
leaving brutal scars
Painful memories
The trauma won't mar

Tell me dear,
Is there a better tomorrow?
With a promise, of no more sorrow?
A life with joy, dazzling sunrises
Of candied apples and pumpkin prizes.
Golden children, hand in hand
Racing home happily, playdates and dinner planned.
A smiling mom, a glowing dad
Is it possible
Never again to be sad.

Why do children cry
Why do doors bang shut
Why do parent's leave
Why must we always grieve
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4 comments:

  1. welcome back Angel
    my favorite blogger/writer

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  2. such a reflection on my thoughts and feelings...

    defining my own thoughts, the door slamming, the yelling, how do my children survive with me???

    why?

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  3. Finally I'm posting a comment…
    Actually very depressing my darling, I know everywhere we look there is so much pain…
    Don't know about tomorrow?! But one place is still filled with joy… my dreams, may they all come true.

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