One Year Now


kelli2
vigil2

Window

-white doves may pass
in the deep of night
when out from sleep

your tears supressed
slowly they pass through


moon’s soft light
touching conscienceness
then out of sight


but leaving sweet tones
from out their breast
a memorance of one
dream’s last delight


to soften the hurt
that makes you weep
and for a moment to lift you
from in your sleep


to reveal the journey
we all come to
there is an angel
deep inside of you.

ribb

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