I watched the rain falls. The sedating rhythm of the droplets on the roof and the ground.And it brought a smile to my face.
At the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month. It`s my remembrance of another kind.
A remembrance of my youth. Only in pants, with other children, playing in the rain. Oblivious to the the yell of mom and elders to come in; lest we catch a cold.
A time long in the past yet brought so close on a day like this. The wet remembrance day. I`m wondering if they will have a memory of this as well.
A broken heart and yet it still beats
Broken dreams and yet I still sleep
A broken smile
A life in turmoil
What will the future hold for me?
My broken heart, You will still beat
My broken dreams,Forever will remain with me
Tragic, yet beautiful memories
So broken heart..
Please don’t weep
Try to restrain your grief
Smile and accept the Decree
Whatever will be, will be
Look and You shall see..
The abundance of God’s Mercy
A lifetime of difficulty is the REASON you are me..
An unbroken soul with the will to dream…
A dream of a future yet to be seen.