Sunday, February 12, 2006

Saturday, February 11, 2006


Wise men say that time Is the physician of a broken heart
But the scars that are left behind
Are there forever
For me to feel, again and again
As I travel this lonely road of life
I say prayers of hope, begging my God
Not to let the scars Grow so tough and callous
That I can no longer feel

Friday, February 03, 2006