Ode To Question
Sometimes the sorrow
Sometimes the pain
Will eclipse all that we thought
We had gained
Sometimes the loss
Sometimes the hurt
Will drain us of all we thought we were worth
Sometimes the break
And sometimes the bad
Will rob us of all that we thought
We had
But, sometimes the hopes
And sometimes the dreams
Are greater than what we thought
They once seemed
Cause sometimes the laughs
And sometimes the gifts
Will send us along an
Impossible drift
Sometimes the friend
Is sometimes the foe
That shatters all that you thought
You could know
Sometimes the love
Sometimes the love
Falls down from above
Seeps up from below
When You Were Mine 
I am taken in by your words. you have a beautiful way of expressing yourself.
ode to joy!
beautiful woman, beautiful work.
you are really talented with writing. i like how you write about love relationships. can never run out of material! good!
nice cadence. love it