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Domicile
Of
Tears
These
winter
winds
possess
a
frigid
chill;
I
sit
alone
and
wonder
why
you
died.
My
eyes,
my
very
soul
begins
to
fill,
And
naught
I
find
that
can
my
grief
subside.
When
once
upon
your
strength
I
so
relied,
I
knew
without
a
doubt
you'd
calm
my
fears;
My
faith
in
you
could
never
be
denied.
There's
no
one
now
to
stop
my
anguished
tears. Harsh
bitter
winds
have
blown
against
my
will;
From
life
and
love
my
heart
now
seeks
to
hide.
Your
death
my
entire
being
seemed
to
kill,
For
you're
no
longer
constant
by
my
side.
Oh,
how
can
I
in
liveliness
abide
Without
the
joy
we
shared
so
many
years?
I'm
praying
for
a
spring
to
change
the
tide;
There's
no
one
now
to
stop
my
anguished
tears. I
know
that
I
must
climb
this
demon
hill,
Somehow
avoid
the
chasm
deep
and
wide.
Can
I
escape
this
pitch-dark
domicile
When
I
have
lost
my
lover
and
my
guide?
You've
gone
and
left
me
on
a
downhill
slide;
I
plead
for
help
but
know
that
no
one
hears.
So
sinking
downward
I
alone
must
ride;
There's
no
one
now
to
stop
my
anguished
tears. Oh,
Love,
so
many
tears
I've
never
cried;
I'm
caught
inside
a
storm
that
never
clears.
I
long
for
solace
only
you
provide;
There's
no
one
now
to
stop
my
anguished
tears. ~Copyright
©
1995
Ruth
Gillis~ Previously
published
in
Apropos
1995 |
