Sunday, August 29, 2010

A STAIRWAY TO GOD





I will Try
To use my Words
To Build
A Stairway To God.

Then
I Can Take a Step
Each Day
To Take me
To The Stars.

My Words
Will be of Heart
Wrote
By Care and Love.

The Ink I will Use
Is Tears That Fell
Dipped, in Sorrows
When Hurt was Held.

The Blotters Wet
Stain
With many Tears
That Fell.

I Cannot
Wipe it Away
By Saying,
I never Felt..

A Poeatreeman

Dedicated To God

If, I Built
A Chest of Gold
Would it not
Be Better
To Put in Words.

More Precious,
That Speak of Each?

Would, not
The Heart
Be Broken
By Trying
To Carry
All the Gold?

Love
Is much Lighter
Yet Heavy
On the Soul.

Would it not
Be Best
If we all Cared
A Little more?

Than the Words
I Have to Write
Would not be Filled
With so much Tears.

Love
Would Hold Us
For The Years.


Edgar Allan Prieto
10/26/97
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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