Gone Astray
February 17, 2010
Written by Rose Marie Rideout

Just like a ship wreck out at see,
The words don’t come so willingly,
I can’t seem to think each day,
Like something else is in my way.

I don’t know what is wrong,
I don’t seem to understand,
Why I can’t concentrate,
When I take pen in hand.

I have a heart so full of love,
Another gift from God above,
I too have often shed a tear,
Because for others I do care.

It hurts me when I see them cry,
Though I wipe the tears from each eye,
I try to help and comfort all,
To pick them up each time they fall.

So what else is there for me to do,
But ask the why’s of you,
 For I feel my mind has gone astray,
Hope it will return another day.