Val Davis Poems

Sitting here all by
Myself
Thinking over a hidden
Wealth
...

Cold water from the sky.
Sometimes wish I could cry...
Often wonder, 'What is true? '
And how to learn what to do...
...

Your face and words still haunt me;
Guess they always will...
Guess I should've known,
You'd not be with me still.
...

In the Silence of your heart
When one's soul begins to start
To speak of Pain and Woe,
Of Loss and Sorrow...
...