Bits and Pieces...
A paper trail is left of me
Many words still to read.
My heart was meant to bleed
Only one holds the key.
Over the years of this life
Loving him with all my might.
Never questioned a gift, my right
Kept reaching for the light.
Living the moment of today
Only seconds have I strayed.
On my knees I’ve stopped to pray
Loving you is the only way.
Deborah Ann Tornillo
Copyright, 2013
budd
Ron
This is a difficult day.
John
Joy L. Hale