Where has she gone, my dream in white?
That star upon my endless night.
Who touched me while I lay broken,
With healing smile and love unspoken.
Saw past the guise and through the wall,
With deep brown eyes that caught my fall.
Then cradled me in arms, held tight,
Till misery turned to delight.
Who formed new hope from dreams of dust,
Taught me to cope, dared me to trust.
From darkest grief, deepest sorrow,
Gave me belief in tomorrow.
The reason why today I stand,
If but with sigh, minus her hand.
Ever to wait in silent scream
To meet my fate, or wake from dream.
Well, my fate came home last night, whew! I wasn't dreaming after all...LOL Forgive me for posting this anyway.
[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 11-17-1999).]