Could You

Could you make this pain go away?

Could you fill my empty heart?

Could you heal all my wounds?

And promise we will never be apart?

Promise me you'll never leave,

And make everything all right.

Promise me when I start to fall,

You'll hold on to me tight.

Promise me you'll protect me and help wipe my tears,

Promise me your love for a few more years.

Promise me you'll love me no matter what I do,

And I will promise to only love you.

-- Summer M. Bettcher

Cello

He captivated my soul in sleep

His cello voice could make me weep

His symphony played right to my heart

In dreams we'd share; awake, we'd part

The sweetest sound of the violin

Could make it all begin again

The conductor would tap, the orchestra play,

I close my eyes and drift away

-- Joan Valerie Oreilly