November 11, 2002

Hope

I am nowhere near,
Still I can almost hear
and sense your fear.

My love is mere,
Since you are not here
To make me cheer.

This is not the day,
That God answers my pray:
"My fear away!"

I ask you to stay,
There is no rule to obey,
Stop my pain, you may!

Will you be near?
To take all of my fear,
Will you stay here?