I know the road
Like the back of my hand
I want more
Beautiful motherland
Look before crossing
Obedient daughter
From the Eastern sea shore
To thirsty desert sand
Empty arms open wide
Fingertips comb the stars
Searching the Western sky
Reign of Tears
In watchful silence
I held your hand
Gently, not tightly
You call me your right arm
I will take the reigns now
It's ok to go without harm
April sky darkened
Your tears fell frozen
On freshly mowed lawn
A thunderous clap
In a yellow glow
We let go
About Me
- Terry Andrews
- I was born the first day of spring; destined to be eternally hopeful.Almost a flower child, coastal transplant and perennial advocate in the garden of children. Late bloomer blessed with special children one of each variety. I am triumphant survivor; (10/97)cancer free, free lance writer and free style Hip Hop dancer, moving forward one step in front of the other.