Promices Of Tommorrows Poem by Minnie Gehrig

the late hours leave me undone,
dripping like candles
in the arms of the sun,

while your smile stays with me,
n pulls so much energy,

i run,
out of the wild forests where birds sing there stories,
away from the wolves with Ferrel smiles,
home home

where my fairies lay in opulent n crystal waters,
while my plants tangle themselves around the room,
into my unmade bed,
away from thoughts of you,

that lay in the corners of my mind,
bending n swaying carnival mirrors,
n promises of tomorrows.......