If Only You Could See
You've lost sight of yourself, but I can still see you....
Behind your mask of bitterness, I see a gentle soul,
fighting to regain its composure.
Under the weight of your burdens, I see strong shoulders,
bearing life's burdens with incredible fortitude.
In the midst of your swirling confusion, I see a calm
center of faith, waiting to be remembered.
Below the surface of your sadness, I see a spark of joy,
aching to dance with delight.
Beneath your tears, I see a smile, longing to crease your
face and crinkle your eyes.
I see hope, where you see none.
When these dark days have passed and you're ready to walk
in the sunshine once more, I will be waiting with open
arms - to welcome you back.
[ Terri McPherson © 2001 (firstname.lastname@example.org) -- from Aiken Drum ]
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