My Heavy Laden
With eyes wide open
I see the changing colors of the sky
In such a mysterious way
Rolling down from high
Never twice the same
And it makes me think
Which might look beautiful to others
Left loving hearts…forsaken
I prefer the darkness that allows me to hide
A wall of clouds to cover it all
A heavy laden…hope now gone
Down came the plane
Sabotaged by fate
Copyright © 2010 Tinka Boukes
Carole~
Cheers to you.
Dan
Georg
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(((HUGS))) and much love (And prayers, too!)~
As always, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :)
Be always safe,
Karen
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony
Georgexx
Sometimes sleep offers a similar refuge. A moving and meaningful write, TinkaSweets. Love and best wishes,
Regis