Author: Angel Laney
It's hard these days, to take a breath
Without becoming saddened, and without ever crying
But dear God, you know I am trying
I'm holding on to a short rope,
While a million people are dying
I won't let go of this one last hope
Please God, understand that I am trying
From time to time, after sobs and cries
I look up to the sky,
And allow myself to dry my eyes
I find courage in knowing that you believe me
When I tell you that I am trying
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Dad (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, October 25 2003, 04:38 am|
Angel, a very touching work of art you have created here! I believe you have struck a universal chord with this poem. These are hard times to be a human being in, no doubt. These are feelings I feel, too. This writing has a realness to it that I was taken by immediately. To say I'm very, very proud of your poetry would be an understatement. You really are impressing me with your own style and expression! And, yes, poetic Angel, do hold on to that hope and know that God does know when we are trying. And he knows it's not easy! May you keep looking to him through the tears and laughter! This is another of your writings that will go deep to the center of my heart and remain there forever! Thank you for a beautiful suprise tonight! Love, Dad
|Martin Vann (188.8.131.52) -- Saturday, October 25 2003, 03:44 pm|
Very expressive and true to the world of life and for you to know these things, and be so young! I believe, we are all hanging on to a rope, some short, tied with man knots, some long, smooth and reaching high into the heavens. It is comforting to know that you are mature enough to see and as best you can understand so,many things. I guess my real point is, we are all attached to some form of rope and we need it as life can be a rough sea at times, but you know what? Its not the rope that saves, us, its the anchor at the other end. I think you have the only one that really works forever, Faith.
Also, you have dear old Dad, what a guy!
|Terrie* (184.108.40.206) -- Thursday, October 30 2003, 12:30 am|
Angel this was an awesome poem, thank you for sharing such fine compassionate , enlightening poetry..coming from an innocent heart makes it so unique...with God at the end of our rope we won't fall....i look forward to more of your fine writings...i am so proud of you dear.
|Angel Laney (220.127.116.11) -- Wednesday, November 12 2003, 11:44 pm|
Thank you Dad. I'm glad that you appreciate my words so much. This poem was a sort of prayer. I love you so much.
|Angel Laney (18.104.22.168) -- Wednesday, November 12 2003, 11:46 pm|
Thank you Martin! Very much. And thank you for the compliments. And yes, I do have a dear old Dad! He's the goofiest, funniest guy I know!
|Angel Laney (22.214.171.124) -- Wednesday, November 12 2003, 11:48 pm|
Thank you Terrie. Your words are so kind and sweet. Thank you for touching my heart today.
|Leah (126.96.36.199) -- Thursday, November 13 2003, 07:11 am|
I can relate to this poem as im sure alot of ppl can. Great writing.....
Click here to read other Poems by Angel Laney
Copyright©2017-1999 by Rebecca R. Hammack
COPYRIGHT NOTICE: All Rights Reserved. No part of this website, including all pictures and written words, may be reproduced or copied in any manner from this website without permission of the original author of the work. All poetry and pictures herein remain the sole property of the original author and/or copyright owner. All poetry on this website has been submitted by the original author of the work. To contact any author of the work please e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org so the proper person may be notified.