Across the windows
of hearts strong and weak
deep with in us all there is an inner voice
that waits to speak
some they open up with hatred others speak of love
but all would benefit with the guidance from above
there are those that hold their tears inside
unable or afraid to reveal
such sorrows that would be so less affected
if one day it was unconcealed
but sometimes it is kept like a chest
locked away forever till one is gone
and may hod treasure, that could fill someone elses
heart with a shining sun.
~*~
A heart feels pain
sometimes no one to blame,
forgive and forget
what is yet to be
has never begun
tears inside,as fire they burn
love given,
love returned,
look above so very high
one star is still shining
through the sun
magnificent and new.

~~**~~
Floreann Cawley
&
Tom Atterberry