goodbye little friend
may the wings of angels
carry you to Heaven
the ground that you chased
leaves behind a mark
as green as the grass you ate
apples and carrots on a plate
a friend that you made
remembers you fondly
still searches for you
even though you are gone
together we are a better part of ourselves
Robin on my porch
in autumn time still singing
sunny afternoon
dreams lead into dreams
let your conscious fly away
as the subconscious governs the night
succumb to Morpheus
let him be your guide
as you venture ever further
to reach an understanding
when you wake
and try to remember
has this been your life
that when you close your eyes
you are seeking surrender
in dreams
Grey days
lead to contemplation
to find a place
when sunny days have gone
where the weather warmed the soul
as the heart beats freely
that feeling of spring
when autumn days have come
to darken the horizon
as winter is here again
perpetuate love
we are all dreamers
waiting for the call
at night
I hear their call
the ceaseless cries
of hunting in the dark
their eyes do see
all the world
from above they fly
as down below they hide
the law of nature
they must abide
a feast for the senses
cards are sent
roses with their scent
the message of love is received
red is the passion
when all is revealed
bringing about a new hope
put into perspective given scope
each and every darling wallflower of the mind
a blessing you will find
The Golden Tears 