Tuesday, February 12, 2008



The crystal forest I keep inside
is plenty of joy and light,
even in the darkest night
it has rainbow coloured shades.

The grantor angel of my fate
keeps on moving feathered wings,
sheltered memories he sings,
reminding me is never late.

Lying there I can truly see
sparkler trees still
and yet I feel the thrill
the angel lives within me.