A Stroll Through my soul
Part 1

I walked along the beach,
Feeling the warm sand at my feet.
It seemed I strolled for hours,
By evening I was so beat.
I stopped and sat awhile,
So I could collect my thoughts,
For the hurt I’d hidden deep inside,
Could be washed out with the rocks.

The marks the anger left inside,
Will forever be written on my soul,
The hurtful words spoken in anguish,
Are things that would forever go untold.
The Lost love I held so long,
With one I’d always hold so dear,
The one I shared by whole life with,
Admitted, no longer did he care.

As I sat there all alone and blue,
Trying to think of what is it I should  do,
I heard a voice speak, as he asked me why,
Why do I sit on the beach, just to cry.
 A gentle voice and a kind and caring smile,
How I needed someone to listen to my words,
To comfort me, if just for a while.

He sat and listened to me attentively,
To every word I sigh,
And comforted me with open arms,
When I began to cry.
He gave that tender smile my way,
That made me feel quiet at ease,
And said if it’s an ear you need right now,
Trust in me if you please.