If i could live one hundred years
Time could not erase
My world is blue without your face
No bounding pulse does my heart beat
No warmth, in these cold feet
Numbness all i feel is defeat
Empty carcase, no inner beat
My eyes no longer see the colours
My ears no longer hear the joy
For a soul that used to dance
No longer is there beat
God is blessed as you are the best
Mother its your time to rest
Mother you were the heart of this soul
Which has now lost control
When i see your smilling face
This seized up soul, will gain control
Dianne jennifer Stephens
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-childs-heartache/