Wednesday, June 09, 1999
   Poetry
The Formation of Friendship A
      The formation of a friendship 
   Is often hidden deep inside a situation 
     It can come from distant places 
       where I never had expected 
       You offere me your hand 
     To help me up when I had fallen 
  Your kinds words were there to lift me up 
    When my heart had been so broken 
    You shone your light upon my path 
       where once I'd been so lost 
            To guide me through 
         this darkened place 
      Where I had been surrounded 
      Now happiness and friendship 
         Are all that I can see 
  It's your friendship that has picked me up 
     From a place where love could 
              Never be
Forever

To sleep forever, that would be fine
To just go on dreaming 
And leave this world behind.
Safe and cozy, away from harm.
No one to hurt me with soft words and false charm.
No family to worry whether or not I'm okay
No friends to let down by words I might say.
No love that's misleading and full of false hope
Nobody to use me or make me be the joke.
A burden to no one
A disappointment to none
No one passing judgement 
On mistakes I have done.
Yes, sleeping for ever would be so grand.
For when I am dreaming,
I am not who I am.

 
What Difference?

What difference do I make
In the final scheme of things?
Nothing that I've done
Amounts to a hill of beans!
The man I call my husband
doesn't seem to want me near.
His gaze just looks right through me
As though I were not here.
What difference do I make 
In this marriage I am bound?
All attempts to heal have failed,
Are we on fallow ground?
The man I call my lover
Leaves me alone to sleep at night.
His arms no longer hold me close,
His love has taken flight.
What difference do I make
In this so called love I keep?
It seems to me no matter what I do
Things always turn out bleak.