A winter rose is very rare
Whose delicate petals weep
As the bitter north winds blows
Them fiercely off to sleep
As I look from my window
The Autumn Leaves drift past my window
The summer has died away
The frost will soon be back
Winter is now coming soon
A New Day
Dawning of a new day…
Melting midnight fears away
You stand like a rock
or a tall oak tree
just behind me
To catch me if I fall
Crumpled pages read and read
the authors words in someone’s head.
Knowledge of bygone days.
Hidden under dust on the shelf.
God heard him sing
And got carried away
So He took him from us
To sing in heaven all day
The times I've called on the telephone
Only to be told that, you're not at home.
I wonder why I bother at all
when you are never there
The sun was shining in the clear blue sky
The moon was high in the darkened night sky
The snow fell gently to the earth
As the wind whipped up the leaves
The world holds many treasures,
Some we can hold within our hands,
Others remain just outside our grasp.
Some are there to fill our dreams,