I hurt because she hurts though my pain is nowhere near as severe. <br />With her eyes filled with tears; her heart fears this is all we have left. <br />The pain of that tarnishes, once bright golden years; <br />the torture of growing old, has robbed us both <br />of our beauty and our health. Our wealth spent on our children; <br />our beauty on ourselves. Oh but had we only seen the writing on the wall…. <br />The truly faithful are the only ones ever to receive it all…. <br /> <br />2008 TS<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-the-eyes-fail-to-surmise-the-heart-will-eventually-recognize/
