My Tears, Are Gone, From, My Eyes by ShyHeart

I was standing, by the water’s edge, no, not contemplating an end
To all things, as I know them, I was just wondering, how can a river,
Move so fast, and still, bring life, to everything it passes, just wondering
I see trees, leaves so green, I feel, the fresh birth of life as I stand, here

I see, the clouds, each with a life of its own, soon, to disappear
Yet, more life, will appear and take its place, we will never see
An empty sky, and as I feel, the tears, from my eyes, so blessed
To see and be a part, of this, fast, moving river, as it passes by

Just, wondering, as I stand at the edge of this river, how much life,
Has passed me by, was I so, busy, that I could not see that,
There is an edge to life and as it flows by, I see beauty, in my eyes
As I stand and watch, this river, giving life, my tears, are gone, from my eyes

Tammy (66.38.6.248) -- Sunday, January 9 2005, 06:17 am

Mr.V
This is a beautiful poem... truly lovely,

Martin Vann (67.234.27.20) -- Thursday, January 13 2005, 05:35 pm

Good to know, hearts, see what I see
Tammy,

Thank you for a precise comment, true from your heart, that is all a poet, wants, as you know.

MV

joyce ivy (68.222.84.217) -- Thursday, January 13 2005, 09:08 pm

MarvinV
this is a very beautiful poem...and life does pass us by if we don't slow down..back up and take a good long look...thanks for sharing a piece of your heart...joyce

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