"I can never be sure that what I heard was what you spoke.
That what you spoke was what you meant.
That how you perceived my reply,
was an accurate assumotion of how i truley felt"
Ann Lori Cooper
LAMENT OF A SON
You were my light,
The light that kept me walking,
That long dark tunnel.
You where my security,
And How I needed,
To feel safe and warm.
But where where you?
When he hurt me,
When I cried out your name!
When my tears fell
You did not wipe them anymore
I thought you could not see me.
When I reached out my hand,
You did not take it,
I thought you did not care enough.
When I cried for you
You did not answer
I thought you could no longer hear me
How cursed thease words.
That could not be heard.
Tragic this Love
That could no longer reach out,
How painful this fear,
That trapped me inside my prison,
And shut you outside my gates forever....
copywrited Ann Lori cooper