The Journeys End Adventure Over Your Friend December 9th 11th 2007

A beautiful dream You came into my life – such a beautiful dream. The world lit up – became much brighter, it did seem. Life came to this soul – my face, my smile did beam. Mt heart came to life – my body did steam. Love Love was the fire – you are the desire, that raised from the ashes, this dying soul. There was spring in the air – in my heart, and for once – in far to long a time – I was willing to – like a rose on a bright light day – open up to the possibilities I could care and be cared for. Clouds Clouds of doubt linger in the air throughout. Time has passed leaving little doubt that, with me – you will never be. For me though, there will always be the experiences that bought joy – possibilities into my life, into my dreams. For them my Dear, I will always be grateful. You are the light that broke through the black clouds that hovered above – nourishing, from time to time a withering spirit. You, my Dear, where drops of dew, from which I might have quenched my thirst ? You, my Dear, where the spirit that flew, from which I might have learned to fly so much higher – into brighter, bluer sky. My wings – my Dear, - have turned into dust . B. J. “A” 2 December 11th 2007