Biography of susan covington
I am a Spiritual Healer
Gifted by Heavens own Angels of grate
I wish to heal the world
susan covington's Works:
Thee Heart of my Soul
susan covington Poems
Simply alone as an angel cries Becoming empty as all her Hope hides Simply alone she sits by a window
A Daughters Hidden Love For Her Mother
A Daughters Hidden Love For Her Mother! By: Susan Lynn Covington Date: October 28th 2005
Her Song Of Freedom
Under each stone a trapped butterfly can be found And if you free the butterfly You shall here the sound of Some thing so graceful never herd around
Heaven Found A Way
Heaven found a way to make thee perfect one That also came along with a Son
I Have Seen Him
I Have Seen Him By: Susan Lynn Covington Date: 1990s
A child s prints is only half By: Susan Lynn Covington Date: 2007
Thee Coldest Tear I Ever Felt
The coldest tear i ever felt fell slowly down my face at a bow The coldest fear i ever had was at that moment of sadness The chill of its furry left my eye blurry and Confusion had taken what my mind had mistaken
Asleep as his eyes closed in to a dream Missing am i in his moments going by Asleep as he lays not one sound as i sit at his side Staring at his face of peaceful beauty
He Is The One
He is the One By: Susan Lynn Covington Date: 2007
Awakened again to stand as I am Asleep from all pain of thee world and its shame Fallen in to a dream this life hated me
Who Do I Trust
Who, now that another part of me has gone from my heart? Who, now all thats left of me has grown apart? Who, now as i wish to start a new Who? Who don't i run to now?
Let Me Be Me Please
Let me be me as who i am Let me do all i think i can Let me and i stay in the sky and Chase the real me to find i did not die
Beautifully a tear feel down my check An over whelming feeling I could not speak Why do birds fly as high as they can? Why do dauphins never feel the warmth, of the sand?
Grater Than My Self
Beautifully a tear past down my eye In a warmth wonder An ache in my heart came over me like thunder I had to take a moment to catch my breath I felt as if for only a passing moment It came and left
Beautifully a tear feel down my check
An over whelming feeling I could not speak
Why do birds fly as high as they can?
Why do dauphins never feel the warmth, of the sand?
Why do things find sorrow with in another’s
Joy, Love and Smiles?
What makes them fall in to sadness
And walk the heartache miles?