The material presented
here is not Al-Anon Conference Approved Literature. It is a method
to exchange
information, ideas, feelings, problems and solutions on a personal
level.
My yesterdays are all boxed up and neatly put away But every now and then you come to mind Cause you were always waiting to be picked to play the game But when your name was called, you found a place to hide (When you knew that I was always on your side)
Well everything was easy then, so sweet and innocent But your demons and your angels reappeared Leaving only traces of the man you thought you'd be Leaving me with no place left to go from here Leaving me so many questions all these years
Well is there someplace faraway, someplace where all is clear Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear Or are you left to wander, all alone, eternally This isn't how it's really meant to be No it isn't how it's really meant to be
Well they say that love is in the air, never is it clear, How to pull it close and make it stay Butterflies are free to fly, and so they fly away And I'm left to carry on and wonder why Even through it all, I'm always on your side
Well is there someplace faraway, someplace where all is clear Easy to start over with the ones you hold so dear Or are we left to wander, all alone, eternally Well is this how it's really meant to be Now is it how it's really meant to be
Well they say that love is in the air, never is it clear How to pull it close and make it stay If butterflies are free to fly, why do they fly away Leaving me to carry on and wonder why Was it you that kept me wandering through this life When you know that I was always on your side
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Let your light shine in the darkness. "I can't just bring my mind to meetings...I must also bring my heart."
Interesting... makes me think of her dad. Not that I know anything about S.C. other than she is with the Great Lance Armstrong.
But I can relate, I never knew my father. My mom left him before I was even 6 months old, he tried to kidnap me in infancy, among other issues.
Nice poem... butterflies are free & changing all the time, I got my butterfly chip at a al-anon mtg, I keep it in my sunglass case, so I can see it several times a day, keep thinking about all the changes & transformations I am going through!
thanks for sharing! kis
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Light, Love, Peace, Blessings & Healing to Us All. God's Will Be Done. Amen.
Oh my sweet (((kis)))). I was having such a "WHY" day when I found and read this post. Had to download the song immediately.
Thanks for sharing this with is.
But as to your ? "you tell me..." Well I gotta tell ya I don't think we're left to wonder eternally somtimes (like today for me) it just feels that way. Thanks for a great song that reminded me of some good things and let me know it's "normal" (doncha just hate that word??) to have a "why kinda day"??
