Saturday, January 20, 2007

The liberation of writing like this again. He inspires me. =)

The Littlest

Swinging round in circles,
Searching for a way…
A made believe angle;
The littlest miracle of a day.

Demons by my side,
Reaching out at night
Silent prayers now aside,
The littlest angel came to light.

Waves of lies left behind,
Sailing ships from above.
Two lives bond and entwined;
The littlest touch of love.

Feel the softness that lingers;
Heartfelt thoughts on a platter.
Roses and lilies may wither,
But… it is the littlest things that matter.

Love,
Brenda.
1/20/2007 02:19:00 PM