Savannah Allison Poems
Heaven, where the streets are made of gold,
Heaven, where you never age or grow old,
Heaven, where lifes secrets unfold,
Heaven, where the secrets are told,
Heaven, where flowers grow wild,
Heaven, once again your a child,
Heaven, the weathers always warm and mild,
Heaven, where wings lay open in piles,
Heaven, where we are free,
Heaven, cant you see?
Heaven, its for you and for me,
Heaven, when we are free.
Its not so easy, loving me, I expect so much, thats its hard for people to see who I really am,
I might expect more than your willing to give, is that the way you want to live? Always reaching out to me, but having me want more.Can I ever be satisfied? Will I ever be happy?
Living in a world where not everything is perfect, is hard for someone who expects as much as I do, Do I offend you all that much? Have you ever even felt my love?
Because when I do its with all my heart, thats wh