Till There Was You Poem by Minerva Agriam

I was inconsolable, insolent
And troubled;
Noise, fears, and pains trampled
My broken spirit.

I was fearful and coward,
Seem no confidence;
Self esteem has no chance
To make myself strong.

I was hiding upon my
Little world;
Consoling my wounded spirit
With hapless things.

I was a little prisoner
Of fear to trust;
To confide to the loving and
Helping hands of love.

Till there was you who
Brought simple things;
With truth and honesty, you
Broke my complexities.

Then suddenly my world
Becomes sunny and gay;
Coz there was you brightening
Up my days.

And when there was you
My whole world changed;
I learned to love coz there was you
Who showed me how.


(4/24/03. 5: 25 p.m)