POEMS FROM THE HEART for Tuesday, September 16, 2008

ANGELS OF TRUST Angels of trust, darting from clouds. Penetrating my soul, starving angry vengeance, gray beyond years. To create a being, an old baby, old rags must be burned. Threaded webs, woven by a stranger, must flow through arteries, where spoiled blood knew nothing. Angels of trust, trusting angels. Speaking wisdom to hearing ears. Music of echoes traveled so far. Sweet as mulberries lost in the years. I think I will fly with strong wings, beside this strange creature, Angels of trust. Sign in to see full entry.

TO THINK SOME NEVER DREAM AT ALL I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A DREAMER AND I'VE ALWAYS HAD A DREAM I ALWAYS KNEW I WOULD FIND IT IT WAS ALWAYS WITH ME IT SEEMS THEN WHEN OUR PATHS CROSSED I KNEW THE SEARCH WAS THROUGH I KNEW RIGHT THEN AND THERE THAT MY DREAM WAS ALWAYS YOU SOME NEVER FIND THEIR DREAM SOME ARE AFRAID THEY MIGHT FALL I ACTUALLY TOUCHED MY DREAM TO THINK SOME NEVER DREAM AT ALL AT TIMES I WANTED TO GIVE UP WHEN MY BACK WAS AGAINST THE WALL BUT MY ARMS ACTUALLY HELD MY DREAM TO THINK SOME... Sign in to see full entry.