Standing alone for a decade Losing hope, living in life's shade, Stopped looking, heart fading, Nothing left, not even waiting. No one knew laughter hid the pain. I wrote stories to keep sane, I forgot God was working, And his angels were lurking Behind the scenes just for me. Then with no special warning He appeared one morning. The man God sent called me "Sunshine." Out from behind dark clouds he came. A breath of life with no added games. Maybe a few, but we got through. After a time, love was fully true. We were given back whole. The hundredfold what life stole. We praised God in every way For each other for all our days. And then came HATE. And maybe that was FATE. Now he is only a memory Filed in my documentary. He is only a memory....
