Candy And Whispers Poem by Sharron Stephenson

when the kiss of love taste,
like candy,
under the tinsel of the gardain,
angel of song and hope,

the wish of peace and comfort,
flys high with the wings,
of the sun and stars,

gather the open space and,
plan the sight we all what,
to se and share,

the heart that wonders the lonley clouds are the souls,
that christmas means more,
pain and hurt,

so say a little whisper to,
the ears which hearb and,
answers to all