I HEAR SOMETHING
I hear something…
I strain my ears
but it is not from outside.
I hear something…
I take a deep breath
and listen again.
I hear something…
I concentrate and realize
the sound I hear is inside.
I hear something…
I’m afraid to know
but I remember how it began.
I hear something…
It is the sound
of a shattered heart.
I hear something…
It is the sound of tears
streaming down my face.
This poem is for all of my Angel Babies that have gone to heaven. I love you my precious babies – forever and always.
By: Julie Gray
With All My Love,
Callie |
6, April 2003 |
Julie Gray |