Can you wipe away my tears
Can you write away my fears
Is your wisdom only yours
Knowing what a life endures
Can you change the sifting sand
And turn back time
Are the words now scribed in stone
When they flow from blood alone
Complacence and contentment
No traces of resentment
What lessons have you learned
Has no flame of life yet burned
How I wish the look of peace
You show ~ was mine
(c) ZYDHA HART 2005