Sunday, January 14, 2007

Poems

Maybe one day we’ll all say

We should have seized the day

We had a chance

To sing and dance

But instead we wasted away

Spirit

White Lovely Ghost

Sweeping through a person

With me all the time, everywhere

Holy

Maybe

not yes not no

hard to make up your mind

in other words I have no clue

Now what

He is with us now

He will be here forever

He can not die here



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