Tuesday, February 24, 2009
A Dream of our Future Child.....
oh sweet child
of our future
sweet baby unborn
unconceived....
existence is fragile
yet will come with ease
I see your light eyes
and golden hair-
your enrapturous smile
your mind without care
Your song like the
blue bird, your heart
true to good,
intelligent,
healthy, and to
evil withstood
May you come swiftly
with ease and with care
and trial us not
but love us as fair
nonexistent, its true,
as reality stands-
but in my dreams I can
see u holding my hand
I cherish our freedom
and yet I will say
that I can't wait to meet you
how I long for that day.
Feb. 24, 2009
aww that's a pretty poem :D You're so talented, I wish I could write like that... well maybe I can but I don't try very often? lol :D -Lana
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