A snow dance
a tango of faith
into a Winter's song
she ever so softly strolls
by my side and
into my heart
as we seek each others eye
pools of silence
share the journey
of friends
of woman
of beast
when I am cold
I hope to find you
by my side
you've beckoned me and
I thought I heard you call my name
the magic of the dream
haunts me still
a wild song
we share as friend
I rise to find you
where you lay
a Winter's mist
wails across your face
as years pass by
I 'm a haunted woman
by our faith of friend
and how it lasts
the years
and ne'er fades away
like the morning dew
and the hour long past by
s.wilson
We'd love to share a bit of our Winter's cool air with our sweltering Aussie friends, but alas...it is what it is...but we can share shadows from across the seas. Check out Harriet, you won't be disappointed...
These words are just a little bit of an exercise in faith that I have with my trusty heathen Scratchy...
a squirrel...!!!
