The Green Child, Ronda

The Green Child, Ronda
Tell My Heart

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Somebody out to tell my heart not to break
Tell my heart that it can not cry.
That it can not weep
From my eyes not tears can seep
Tell my heart not to break

In the middle of the night
When I’ve turned out the lights
And there’s plenty of time to think
My eyes begin to blink
All because I want to cry
Then I begin to wonder why
Why no tears come from my eyes
Tell me why?

The pain is killing me
The pain is killing me
The pain I can see
The pain is all I can see

Somebody gotta please tell my heart

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I was blessed with the gift of poetry. I thought I would share it with the world. Hopefully you will enjoy my site.

You can also check out some of my fellow poets sites.
Unice, deartra, Rachel, Monica, and Candy

Some poetry links.
African American Poetry
Passion In Poetry
Poetry Café
Poetry Haven
The Starlight Café
Cafe Poetry Connection

Special thanks to Marta and Grant for their help with this site.

All poetry written by Ronda Green.
Please do not use it without my permission.