When Sorrow Comes

When sorrow comes in summer days,
Roses bloom in vain.
Even when the sun is shining
The day is filled with rain.

There no longer is joy in simple things
The day has no end in sight.
But the hardest thing to deal with
Is the loneliness at night.

I turn to find you no longer there
I just yearn to hear your voice.
But you were taking away from me
And I wasn't given a choice.

When sorrow comes in summer days,
Roses bloom in vain.
But I don't see the beauty in them
All I feel is the pain.

~ Katherine M. Parisse ~
Copyright , 2004 ©used with permission

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Artist/Band: Diamond Rio

I Believe

Every now and then soft as breath upon my skin
I feel you come back again
And it's like you haven't been gone a moment from my side,
Like the tears were never cried,
Like the hands of time were pulling you and me.

And with all my heart I'm sure we're closer than we ever were,
I don't have to hear or see I've got all the proof I need.
There are more than angels watching over me

I believe
Oh, I believe

Now when you die and life goes on,
It doesn't end here
When you're gone every soul has found a flight
It never ends if I'm right.

Our love can even reach across eternity.

I believe
Oh, I believe

Forever you're a part of me,
Forever in the heart of me,
I will hold you even longer if I can.
Oh, the people, who don't see the most,
See that I believe in ghosts.
If that makes me crazy then I am

Cuz I believe
Oh, I believe

There are more than angels watching over me.

I believe
Oh, I believe

Every now and then soft as breath upon my skin,
I feel you come back again
And I believe.

~ LITTLE ANGELS ~

When God calls little children to dwell with him above,
We mortals sometimes question the wisdom of his love.
For no heartache can compare with the death of one small child.
Who does so much to make our world seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to his fold,
So he picks a rosebud before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them, and so it takes but a few...
To make the land of heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult, still somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows will always be "Goodbye."
So when a little child departs, we who are left behind
must realize God loves children, AND ANGELS ARE HARD TO FIND...

~ Author is unknown to me ~

 

 


Artwork: When Sorrow Comes in Summer Days,
Roses Bloom in Vain
by John Melhuish Strudwick

 

Made with love ~Summer 2005~ Dot McEntire (Riley's Nana)

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