to be loved
is overrated
to be love
is sometimes difficult
to have love
is to have God
to experience love
is to be one with Him
to be loved
is overrated
to be love
is sometimes difficult
to have love
is to have God
to experience love
is to be one with Him
what happens
when help turns away
what happens
when the blind fall
and those with vision
walk by
what happens
when the mute show pain
and the physicians
close their eyes
what happens
when the deaf need answers
and the ones who know
refuse to write
a hurting world
do you know what an honor it is
to be Scott’s wife?
what a privilege to be one
unto death?
a covenant
commitment
a lifetime of one
words swim in my heart
amongst the tears
as to what this means
to me
to God
to Scott
oh what a blessing
to be awake
to be alive
to love well
forever
the voice of my tears
ready to fight
wanting to cower
one after another
rolling down my cheeks
making a mess on my face
no one knows
others have left
just me
been there
done that
reminded again
I’m stronger than I think
but sometimes think past my strength
and become weakened
more tears
I wish I could hide this poem
but my heart won’t let me
I wish I could run to Texas
but my place is here and now
to prepare for the convention
and BE love for every encounter
It’s better to be love than to be right.