I holler and hear nothing
I scream, but no reply
I wait and get no answer
A tear comes to my eye

Could it be I've gone unnoticed
Could it be forgotten me
Could it be
the rose has withered
a lack of eternity

But I recall
the words you told me
"Never leave me or forsake"
And I know you're not a liar,
so your promise I will take

But my microwave mentality
calls for time to hurry by
A "drive thru" holds the answer
to the healing of my cry

But you hold dear
the art of learning
cannot rush what one must feel
Put the brush upon the canvas
make a painting that is real

I holler and hear nothing
I scream but no reply
I wait and get no answer
Another day it passes by



copyright 1992 Dale Suffridge