to ease the past,
to leave the waves,
to understand the future is a cover,
to he face,
move the spirit one step at a time,
the touch of the hand the lip that,
kisses,
arms that cuddle with waemth and,
tender care,
will allow the heart to breath,
and sing,
the line of truth will hit the face,
on the day when the wheels of love,
brakes the ignition from the,
gates of hell
Sharron Stephenson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-past-of-waves-of-life/
