Shallow Poem by Alandra Nicole Moreira

The sorrows of a soul
The tales of stories untold
How far do they have to run
To undo whats been done

The things that make the deepest hole
Could be on the shallowest shore
Then again
Something that may feel so great
Can leave you feeling cold and sore

The tears drained from these eyes
They fall with out reason
And though the sun is shining
It is still the wrong season

Pride causes sorrow
Love practices faith
Will promise
Bring tomorrow