THE EDGE

This is written for a very special soul - with whom I have had wonderful conversations about our journey and the things that make us who we are.   

THE EDGE

We've been to the edge and seen the fear

In the eyes of those we love

We have struggled when when the path was steep

And prayed to Heaven above.

We have lay long nights in fear's grip

As we waited in fear and pain.

Would a gift come through and would there be

Days in the sun again.

We have been to the edge and held on to hope

As our illness took control,

Would we be well enough to continue to strive

Would we again be whole?

We have walked the path, and though not alone

At times it seemed that way

The fear in their eyes grew

With every passing day.

We have been to the edge and felt out of control

As we faced the surgeon's knife.

Tears in our eyes and gratitude

As we accepted the gift of life.

The path was steep and the going tough

As we struggled to be well again,

Those clouded eyes were watching

As we waited in the sun and rain.

We have been the edge and lived to tell

How deep the feelings were

We have worked it through and are now aware

Of the depth of their great care.

We have been to the edge and looked around

Viewed both sea and sky

Our second chance has just begun

And we are ready to fly.

© Linda J. Vaughan

November 19th. 2011