Susan Claire A.

Susan Claire A., what do you see?
What songs were played to touch thee?
Your name is music in itself
Your tears reveal your story

Sister Susan, Sister Claire
Would you think that love is true?
When all the world can’t seem to show it
What then is love to you?

People keep on telling me
Of the sweet things that it is
But not with any one of them
Would I give a thought, at least

Sister Susan, Sister Claire
I have learned of just one thing
With love it’s not enough to suffer
You have to ask for suffering.

Copyright ©1989 Ronnie C. Cabañes