Perhaps...

 

 

 

We speak from the heart

And no one hears.

We speak of the past

And memories form tears.

 

One walks in darkness

Searching for the light,

Until he becomes a story

Of one who gave up the fight.

 

Why be sad

After the deed is done?

When you could have helped him

Find the slmost forgotten Son;

 

Do not despair

Over a past that cannot change.

Help our family now,

Their future to rearrange.

 

Perhaps a few unsaid words

Could have stayed a deadly hand?

Perhaps maybe a few words said

Could have hardened the ever quickening sand?

 

Or perhaps a limb of hope

Could have reached one who was falling

Into the depths of darkness

Where Satan is always calling?

 

Perhaps a little faith

In the ones we say we love

Can mend a wing broken

On a familiar lost dove.

Reviews

[Everett DeValle]

Perhaps...lovely, heart...I miss reading your poetry, this poem is exceptional and inspirational...I hope all is well.

I hope you are still listening to AC/DC. :)