It seems we've spent a lifetime
shoring up this wall.
But the years have passed
and looking back~
I'm sure that I recall
The times that solid, silent wall
would crack enough to see
The glimmer of love's hidden light. . .
shining out to me.
If I never REALLY loved you
(or missed what could have been~)
I have to stop and wonder why. . .
when I think real hard about you
My throat will start to ache
from years of uncried tears.
Was I just afraid to show my love. . .
(in case yours wasn't there?)
And if that's so I wonder, too
might you have felt the same?
A father and a daughter
so different~ so alike!
Will this wall never crumble
like ancient mortared rock?
Will we never stand toe to toe
and see only heart to heart?
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