Post by shiseidored on Apr 28, 2004 10:25:55 GMT -5
The sun allways comes out she used to say
''but when?"" i would ask,''in time''was her answer
Yes the sun came with its golden yellow and warmth
that would hugg me when no one else bare to.
The richness of its source, of power. Arrogant .Promissing
the shadows on objects it would take and transform,
the playing of life. It was needed.
Laying underneath her rays i would thrive.
The sun ...the light...the need.
I use her magic now more than ever on these ,but lately so oh so few days
In Time ...In Time
''but when?"" i would ask,''in time''was her answer
Yes the sun came with its golden yellow and warmth
that would hugg me when no one else bare to.
The richness of its source, of power. Arrogant .Promissing
the shadows on objects it would take and transform,
the playing of life. It was needed.
Laying underneath her rays i would thrive.
The sun ...the light...the need.
I use her magic now more than ever on these ,but lately so oh so few days
In Time ...In Time