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To: Old Sarge
THE CACHE

It's in the cache of pain we carry
from the day that I did marry
ere before that day it came

swelling in the veins and brain
tearing up a tiny heart
bruised and bloody from the start
a broken tiny little heart

Humans are born in pain
and some of it remains the same
for some of us all the days
it's hiding in the silent coves
and walks on shadowy high walls
where the Watch goes on
through darkest nights
and scares us to our very souls
in flight

things that scurry in the night
and crash and bang in our head
and wish to God I was dead.

Nay I lay and watch at night
the streets lights both dim and bright
and fireflies on the winds
and listen for the whirl of him
my lovely handsome Dragon Fly
on his back I do climb
with his mighty wings we scale
fantastic heights we do prevail
and love the wind in our hair
dipping gilding everywhere
just we two alone in flight
on moonlit star filled dreamy nights
With him there is no pain you see
I love him and he loves me.


433 posted on 12/26/2003 4:16:05 PM PST by Soaring Feather (I do Poetry. Feathers courtesy of the birds.)
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To: bentfeather
Escape and flight are yours, not mine,
I must stride through the mire
foot soldier against the nameless pain.

Burdens are lightened by wisdom
but where is my intellect against
this?


434 posted on 12/26/2003 4:33:30 PM PST by Old Sarge
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