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Tuesday Morning, Late May


When I heard what happen to you,
I didn't believe it could be true.
Something like this didn't happen to me,
No...It just couldn't be.
But it was true,
God's angels came for you.
It just goes to show you that life's a race,
And your life went at a faster pace.
You finished first, the prize the worst.
God's angels came and took you away
That Tuesday morning in late May.

The Moon

The Moon is the most romantic thing in the night sky. But, it can also be a terror because in olden times the moon was a sign of different kind.

It meant death. Because in days of old a vampire or a werewolf may come out to greet you, and change you, into one of there kind. By biting you and if they didn't change you, they would kill you.

But, those times are long gone. Now the moon is just a sign of romance and a new day. But just be aware that in olden times the moon signified death among other terrible things. So take my advice be aware of the price that some people paid in olden times, the ultimate price. Loss of life.

Dreams

Dreams Dreams what are Dreams? Dreams can be numerous things like feelings and thoughts. Dreams can also be thought of as wishes that each person may have or may not have. Even pets have dreams from chasing rabbits to burying a bone. Dreams are wonderful things. Dreams are life, Dreams are like love and hope. So do not forget Dreams because they are wonderful things because Dreams are your very own. And no one can take them from you no matter how hard they try. Because Dreams are in our minds and hearts. And they are always there for you to grab anytime you wish.

~Wolf's Lullaby~

Hush little cub, let your thoughts be free,
Envision the truth in the darkness,
See the face of the night watcher,
Who shines from her shadow fortress.
Bring forth the hope from twilight,
Hunt it through the oncoming deceit,
Grip it with your lustrous white fangs,
And grasp it with your dagger clawed feet.
Seek the one who journeys forever,
The eye of the enchanted White Wolf,
And howl her a song of your bliss,
Let it seal the extensive gulf.
So hush little cub, let your thoughts be free,
Let your soul be at one with the wild,
Howl your happiness and hunt your glory,
My wonderful wolf child.

Doorway To Her Heart

The doorway to her heart
Used to be flung open wide.
The room inside, filled with flowers
And a great blue sky.
But now the door is locked
Where she now sits and cries.

Something must have happened to her
But she'll never tell you...
For if you ask, she'll turn away
Running from the world she once knew.

From what I've heard
She speaks to no one.
She goes about doing what she has to
And then back home when the day is done.

Again I ask, what happen to her?
Everyone has different stories
Some which hold shock
But at the end of the day
The doorway that leads to her heart
Shall forever be hidden and locked.