River of Tears...

 

I cried a river that flowed to the sea,

and sailed to where I longed to be.

With the wind in my sails and

the stars as my guides

before I knew it I was by your side .

 

  amb

Love Is...

Love is not a possession,

nor a protective shell.

It's a gift we share with each other

in order that we may grow .

amb

Thoughts Are ...

Thoughts are like pebbles

we pick up along the way.

Sometimes we keep them

and sometimes we throw them

away.

amb

Scars of Life ...

Some wear their scars on the outside

while some wear their scars within.

They make us no less of a person

just a reminder of where we have been .

amb