Listening to every heart
Today and now I come to you ~
simply me, open view,
a person who, [in common] speak
is probably one, of common, weak.
I write because words come to me
open end, sweet fantasy,
true life, ah! they live in dreams!
only life is what it seems.
To BE, a poet, a writer, of dream
to be complete, or perhaps it seems
I dream too much, I am complete?
Oh dream of mine, I ask REPEAT!
9 June 2000
~~~Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow.
Helen Keller ~~~
[This message has been edited by Sunshine (edited 06-09-2000).]