THE WOMAN I AM The woman I am Hides deep in me Beneath the woman I seem to be. She hides away From the stranger's eye- She is not known To the passersby. She goes her way, The woman I seem, But the woman I am Withdraws to dreamt! The woman I seem Goes carelessly- When love goes by Does not seem to see. But the woman I am Knows sudden fear . . . And hides more deeply When love draws nearl! For love might look closely Perhaps . . . and see Her beneath the woman I seem to be! GLEN ALLEN

ANGEL I think my life would be easier, had I not known your eyes,As I lay here quiet beside you, and listen to your sighs.As I feel the warmth of your sweet breath, soft against my cheek,And know the warmth of your soft lips, so tender, and so meek. I feel you move, in slumber's grip, a smile upon your face,I pull myself closer still, I move into your space.I try to find the magic key, that will unlock your soul, So I can get behind those eyes, to see what they behold. Why me, why me, my heart cries out, I'm just a simple man,I just don't know, why you chose me, is this part of God's plan.Did God send you here to save me, to release me from my fears,From years of lonely pain inside, garnered through the years. Have I a plan to carry out, some mission yet untold,Or has He simply sent you here, to lead me to the fold.I wish I knew, I wish I knew, I wish that it was clear,Did God send you to lead me home, or will He leave me here? But maybe it's not God at all, maybe I've misread you,Maybe you just love me, and my reaction has mislead you.Maybe I've misjudged your heart, and all you want is love,And you aren't my guardian angel, sent from up above. Maybe you're a soul like me, searching for some peace,Maybe we don't own our lives, we have them just on lease.And now we know the lease is up, it's time to soon renew,And you know I can't go alone, you know that I need you. But how did you know, and where and when, I really have to know,Unless I find the answers, I'm not sure that I can go.I've traveled here, upon this earth, without another soul,I've been a half a person, I'm not sure I can be whole. You'll have to hold me one more time, so I know your love is true,Unless I'm sure of who you are, I can't go with you.I rather die and rot here, and be washed away by rain,Than make the trip, only to find, I've only found more pain. I'm unsure my precious Darling, I hate to think these things,But my mind runs own, with no control, until the work bell rings.So I watch you as you sleep here, and I think of how time flys,And how life would be simpler, had I not known your eyes. Marv Hardin

This page has been visited times.