Happiness
©2000 by Bobette Bruwer
There were a few times
that in a way I felt it
or rather the birth of it.
But then again
wheres it now
and where are you?
Im here inside,
decorating my garden,
watering it with my tears.
So that if
and when
you return
.
You come across
this beautiful garden
you had no part in.
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(c)2001 Bobette Bruwer
Not many have ever known
and if I tell--who would believe?
There's nothing I can call my own
not even the things I have achieved.
It's always better that way
all that is aching inside
It's better for it to stay--
covered up with hurt's pride.
All in good time
I will open the gate
of this little heart of mine
in a moment of fate.
For a soul that's been torn and
a heart controlled by other
there's not much you can do
But to hold me in your arms--
my dearest Mother.
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For Alma
©2001 by Bobette Bruwer
Just by the thought of you
I find myself all sad again.
I've lost you, but also gained.
I know I must be grateful,
but my soul is sad for you.
I'll remember you always -
for the good you have done,
for the seeds you have sown,
and for the example you set.
Yet, I find myself all sad again,
in my thoughts, in my joys.
My thoughts are closed,
cause you don't look there anymore.
I just so much wish
you could see the harvest of my life
from the seeds you have sown!
I know your soul would have smiled.
But then again, although I'm sad -
I know I'm glad - cause I know I've saved you.
I'll rest my heart in that..
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