Susan Martin
04-09-2002, 10:11 PM
Just a Glimmer
God only knows what lies ahead,
When morning comes we may be dead.
Though life is filled with grief and despair,
There lingers a glimmer of hope still there.
As we push through the darkness in search of light,
Stumbling along in the depth of night.
The pain that tears and rips at our heart,
When exposed to the light will soon depart.
From that small speck of hope within,
Can come the strength we need to begin,
To take back our heart and clear our mind,
To break free from the oppression of darkness in time,
And emerge on a path fully lavished with light,
With hope that we never return to the night.
Susan C. Martin
Sept. 9, 1999
God only knows what lies ahead,
When morning comes we may be dead.
Though life is filled with grief and despair,
There lingers a glimmer of hope still there.
As we push through the darkness in search of light,
Stumbling along in the depth of night.
The pain that tears and rips at our heart,
When exposed to the light will soon depart.
From that small speck of hope within,
Can come the strength we need to begin,
To take back our heart and clear our mind,
To break free from the oppression of darkness in time,
And emerge on a path fully lavished with light,
With hope that we never return to the night.
Susan C. Martin
Sept. 9, 1999