Reaching Out To Find No Onwe Is There Poem by Amy Kerswell
Reaching Out To Find No Onwe Is There
As I let my barriers down.
And rach my arm out.
Looking for someone
I find no one is there.
As I reach out from the pain
That engolfs my life
I find no one is there for me.
As my hand reaches out
There is no one to grab ahold.
No one left to care
No one to show me the way.
Here I am
Im reaching out to you
Im letting you in at last
But now you dont want to no.
I have reached out
From underneath my pain
But now your not there
For me to reach to.
There's always a hand to grab hold of, Amy, you know that. Love, Fran xx
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5/14/2024 10:52:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Amy dear, there is always a hand to reach out and grab, ALWAYS. You reached out and found Francesca; you reached out and you found me, and you grabbed my hand and I am trying my damndest to pull you in from that raging storm in you very fragile and damaged painful heart. Please let me pull you in dear, because I love you and I want to see you live so we can have sisterly talks about just anything...I want you to be able to joke, to be able to smile, to be able to hop, skip and jump and just be happy. Amy dear sister, please let me help you in for that painful storm. Please! Barbara