Did I?
A gentle heart no longer beats,lips no longer part to speak,
eyes no longer open to see,
hands no longer reach to touch me.
He's gone, he's gone, he's gone
Where does the lonely soul go
as we're gently laid to rest,
how do I know
I've really given my best,
my very, very best.
Did I go that extra mile
to make another lonely one smile?
When a stranger came to my door,
asking for little, did I give more?
Did I soothe the crying child, taunted?
And ask if there was more he wanted?
Did I hold my friend as he cried?
Or quietly set his feelings aside?
Did I do my very best
to help a hurt heart
to find rest?
Have I really paid the price
to enter into paradise?
Or did I silently turn away
when I was asked to kneel
to pray?
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