Though I am unhappy, with you I am not.
My life seems to drag on and on,
But with you it speeds to a comfortable trot.
Before you were here,
I knew tragedy and despair.
You were here when no one seemed to care
To the scary woods of my heart,
You brought the missing part.
When I was without you,
My soul could not find the words to sing,
Now that I have found you,
Through those woods, my voice will ring.
daisy lynn cain
August 2, 1996
Reason for writing:
this is also about my husband, john
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