She was a wilted flower
at much too young an age
but yet her heart did cherish
those hearts in which were caged
Through many pains she suffered
too long for her young life
but yet her heart she opened
to give with all her might
She cares for all the wounded
to bring them on the mend
Nary worried for her own love
She knew best not pretend
But then so one did enter
upon her trusting heart
and even knowing better
sometimes she wasn’t smart
She poured it all into him
bust destiny prevailed
with eyes closed and pretending
too much for her she’s frail
Yet with her weakened body
her heart shall freely give
all the love within her
so others always live
She gives her love unselfish
no matter of the cost
yet told she was a burden
her temper was her loss
But will it was within her
her temper to that one
for he had so much harmed her
to never be undone
But now this wilted flower
with all her strength within
broken hearted flower
her love to others give
Carolee Dennis-Woosley
March 4, 2013
xo Regis
My heart is full of emotion and tears are in my eyes while I write this.
I love you Carol, you're beautiful
I bow and tip my hat to you
Cyrano
Sometimes one needs to suffer this kind of loss in order to learn from it and become a stronger person.
Beautifully done my dear friend!
Peace, love and light,
Amber
Di
"wilted flower"
and watch it grow
giving back...
Thank You *Lily*
for the hope...
Lady Vivian
Gail
budd
Love ya!
Jane
George
STAY WELL and keep writing
Eddy