Mistletoe Angel, You always have something beautiful to say! Must be why " Angel " is part of your name You can bet this person I write of will always have the biggest place here in my heart. There's just those few in life that can touch the deepest part of us, and for some unknown reason, not even our dreams are strong enough to give us what we want. But... he gives me my own special dreams. One, he's giving me a chance at a better future for myself. Two, he's an answer to a prayer I think I've asked God for a million times or more. You know...the angelic kind He is my friend and for that I think I can go almost anywhere. Thanks for reading my poem. I love you all, too!
Sven, " the vine is as only as strong as we make it...the fight is never over..." So true, John, but I can honestly say he's ending my constant fight in life...and is very willing to make sure I don't have to go through another lifetime of it...and bless his heart for doing that for me Thanks, Sven, for taking the time to read this.
Mirror Man, I have come to accept some things for the sake of what reality is but once a person touches my heart like he has... I can't give up on returning the gift. Somehow, I will manage to do just as he has. I think then he will look at what I see through my eyes and see just why falling isn't as hard when someone is there to catch you. Thanks so much!
Irish Rose, I really don't know what to say either. Beyond cool though, huh? I wrote of what I felt and that's how I felt. I believe our thoughts and feelings connect with others... that it just seems we have all felt this withered vine before in some way...Don't cry, My Friend, sometimes the "uncanny" can be a message that someone out there knows exactly what you've been handed in life. It's a good thing. You have a good heart, Sweet One...
Thanks, Robert A, just is me... Thank you for reading.
The Sun Shines
Not On Us, But In Us
The River Flows Not Past,
But Through Us