The Edge of Love
The sadness is really hard to bear, struggling on the edge of love.
To really know if it is lost or still there, buried so deep under hurt, guilt and sorrow.
Or is it just a fond remembrance of a once new and passionate love?
The answers, the truth, lay deep inside.
There is no shortcut, no gentle path, it’s an uphill battle all the way.
There will be a time, when you crest the hill, and the answer quietly appears.
You may be talking tall and alone or holding hands with the love of your life.
Only time and patience and tears will tell what your heart already knows,
but silently waits to whisper to your soul.
Original Poetry & Art by Patricia Walter 1999©