My Soul Was At The Gallows Poem by Charles Kremling
My Soul Was At The Gallows
My soul was at the gallows
being drained of all it's light,
as I was in such turmoil
lying sleeplessly at night.
I prayed for love to rescue me,
but there was none within my sight.
Then suddenly I met my one,
and knew that it was right.
She saved my soul from the gallows,
though it was quite a fight.
Now I hope that in the future,
she will be my wife.
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is dedicated to Samantha Marie Park~Kremling, who saved my life, and showed me something I had never known...real love.
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