Peter Silver Love

Rookie (4/14/1994 / Lakewood)

Hope You Gave Me - Poem by Peter Silver Love

There was once a teenage boy
Who loved the story of Troy
As it sieged and plotted his blood
As it bled fresh from a flood
He always looked out his windows
Mouthing the words: He knows, He knows
Praying for his soul to rise
As it bore chains like a slave
Like a raving lunatic
Like a beloved dove…struggling up to fly
It was once a dream
But wasn’t all as it seemed
‘cause a miracle blew ahead
Crying out: it ain’t dead, it ain’t dead…just yet
He just tried and tried again
As he finally opened and plotted his pen
Onto what closed the seams
Onto what became of his dreams
For hot air rose his wings
For angels sung out his rings
And became what finally am
That is I am…
Because you and the rest
Gave me a bed to rest on

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 25, 2011

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