Saturday, June 24, 2006

My son, my heart... My David Julian. I miss you.

Although he wrote this a few years ago... Lately this is my poem to him.


"RAIN"
You creep in the shadows...
Your Demons consume you in hellish fire
You dance for them like a marionette puppet
The ones you love just watch in torment
Your pain tears me apart
And I am helpless against the intense flames
I fall to my knees and pray for a cleansing rain
But my prayers fall on deaf ears
Will I be forever subjected to watch the torment?
Or will that rain finally come?
By, David Julian Theissen
Copyright 2003

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