The Great PainA Poem by Jen WaltersSometimes I wake up in so much pain, I do not know what I can gain. I feel like my body is weak, But my soul is mild and meek. I force myself to go on, To plod and push though the day seems so long. My love for you my dear, Gives me strength year after year. I will take care of this pain one day, I will go to the doctors and see what they say. But you must come with me, Without your love and strength I cannot see. I am guided by your love, That which I know is sent from Heaven above. You are my candle in the window, You help me sow the seeds that I know can now grow.
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1 Review Added on September 30, 2015 Last Updated on September 30, 2015 AuthorJen WaltersHuntingdon, PAAboutI am an amateur poet seeking to be published in a newspaper column or magazine, so that hopefully a major publisher will pick me up and I can turn my work into a work of art. I am 34 newly married an.. more..Writing
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