written 1998
Her beautiful Ballerina She sits and admires Pliait 1,2,1,2 Again
At this very moment, she’s thinkin… Of you and how you were once True. Wondering what to do, she’s Feeling like a fool
Secret places Have treasures of mysteries Inner thoughts hidden Conceal unfounded knowledge Broken hearts wounded
Who is this little girl, And where does she come from. Her physique, so frail. Her large dark eyes Full of sadness,
Snow swirling from mountains ascen… Whitecaps racing from the shore wo… Crescendos cascading down the cany… Grit scouring age lines into her f… While
Close your eyes, little Rainbow C… And go back to sleep for a while Longer Back to the numbness where Pain can not sting
Sometimes she takes it out to hand… Tries it on like a dress That she might want to buy. It is blue as agate. It is smooth as a peeled egg,
Every now and then, When he feels like a writer... When ideas are embedded in his hea… And every which way he turns He bounces gently off the insides…
Years ago this world was created, By a man whom they call LOVE, A perfect loving Master; For all—with him—can trod. In his image he created Adam,
Dear Love, Yesterday was filled with pain and Sorrow so they spoke. Because of this, yesterday grew Farther and farther away.
Have you ever cried? Collect the tears in a jar of lies… Eyes run deep with a pool of salty… That only her face feels. The joy of pain and stinging. The…
There’s an angel here among them,… His eyes are blue, his skin is sof… He walks this earth beside her, he… He has taught her to express herse… His spirit flows right through her…
She gave birth to five children an… Then her first child was born and… She was named Jennell all beautif… She shook at the thought that she… Then Jade came along in her arms…
Across the valley from high on a m… The shadows flicker and lights dan… As the glow from the cities inflam… Her adoration of life is enhanced. As she continues to gaze at the sp…
She strolled along a woodland path… Mother Nature had placed tiny blo… Sunlight laced the branches of the… And the dew glistened and sparkled… Wildflowers awakening as if from a…