Ronald Chapman Poems
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Closed The Door
On a cold winter's morning,
Watching, Luna, Spica, and Jupiter,
Dance through the Heavens.
Recalling, thoughts of you.
Saying hello to distant memories,
It has been dreams of centuries past.
I miss you very much.
I want to see you,
I want to take your hand,
I want to hold your Soul in my arms once again,
I want to feel your passion next to me while we dream.
Closing my eyes, wishing upon dancing stars.
To stand beside you once again.
No matter how much I wish and dream,
Of you and me together.
I know ...
Faith, adventure, and life.
Love falls like a shower of wings
Why does the Angel fall?
Faith, life, and endurance.
Holy is a sunny cloud.
Holy is a rainy spirit,
Holy is feathered wings.