Iris sun fades and so does the day
whispers the carried in the silence of night glowing
Wishes floating on silver trails faraway
The image of your face will forever bounded to this world
Angels Brought you to me made a lightening
sparkling diamonds in the misting treasures gems so bright
Ice roses turns into a steaming jungle of quivering glass
Flashing in the distance, in the moon light
and all of its stars, that's where the angels dancing
A beautiful adventure picture sparklers on a winter night
A cold moon dressed in dark velvet
with a pearl milky white smile beams
Sparkling jewel crystal lights up
stars blinking silver awakening
warm invading darkness your light
My life has at last found its light and its hope
Soulful cries a wolf dressed in winter clothes
faraway over ocean waves
carries in a wind’s whisper sweet music dances
A magical night that will set the spirit free
Silently breathes out a puff of magic sweetly
beauty enchants warmly etching strikes
frosted fingers cracking ice deeply echoes
Striking inside bells toll warmly skipping drumbeats
bouncing of chamber walls loving tunes
Believing in your love a dream
Which enchants music of the butterflies dance
howling clouds out steaming warm sighs fluttering warmly
I closed my eyes at the end of the road
and thought of the stars
and the reason earth spins around the sun
A co write written by Liam Mcdaid and
Anne- Lise Andresen :) - 28.12.2014 -
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2014
love the style of your morning kiss
dancing lips deeply dazzling bliss
Catch you after curtain calls my dreams tonight
until the sun kisses your eyelids with golden light
Beautiful in one's mind weakness sang a dream
just floated to you dancing upon sunshine beams
Captivating ball of flames burning bright not the past
radiating golden warm future holds destiny our torch shines a light everlasting
Holding inside believing crowning beauty silently whispers without sound
Rising as night's tears leave a dew upon the ground
Crystal blue clear the happiness within joy brings
inside every wish was your desire softly feathers touching wings embracing sing
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015
- Fight With Dragons And Wolves -
Take me into the realm of your midnight dreams awakening sleep
Bring us to a higher level far away from misery and despair
Where waves through oceans are kissed by a salted breeze blowing
A place where mind can fly upon strong waves, straight lines on white sheets
Trembling currents grasp one breathless moment holding time
No one will not lead us, even if it blows up to storm force gale
Circle of twilight's halo under magic spells cast breathing fire starbursts
Stars living on self produced energy under horizon's steps forward
A mirror reflection of a faraway kingdom reflecting of the sun
Faced with light internally stored faithful mercy yields
We call life a mystery unforgettable the words of faith, hope and love
Crowning angels you came before me a queen
Defeating the dragons and fighting wolves from preying sacrifice
We find a personal point of common ground held in between world's
Viewing life as the canvas we paint upon our memories
A Collaborated Poem
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2017
A yellow song about autumn
Leaves falling slowly
May nature embrace me gently
Birds mixing tunes
Of such ecstatic sound
Rising a sweet melody
Creeds and song carried with the wind
in the highest tempo
Kissing one heart priceless gold
Crossing bridges and mountain majesty of the world
Rustling softly breathless whispers treasure
Most quiet need, by autumn sun and candlelight
Like sweet thoughts in a dream
Dazzling of wonder as magical charms
floating flutters gently on a breeze
Delightful day it is for all who dwell
delicately blown upon warm sunlight rays
The sumptuous yearning of summer that left
Breathtaking feeling dance circles around
Viewing elements and seasons as they change
Deeply touches embracing beauty inside
Into the dawn's early and tender caresses
You stand in front of the sun
morning dewdrops upon your vision
Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :) 16.10.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015
The songbirds are singing
It's another sunshine day
A light breeze is blowing
Spring is here to stay
Dressed in a flowered sundress
Underneath the shining rays
Visions dance before me
An angel wants to play
Her skin like the cool of winter
Her hair is the colors of fall
With a voice sweetly singing
I offer her my southern drawl
The lilacs blossom around her
Apple trees tease open their flowers
I watch the angel in the sundress
Spin in my visions for hours
I offer her some sweet tea
To quench her mighty thirst
She readily declined me
For the dance, she was submersed
As the sun went to sleep
The moon offered up its light
My angel kept dancing
With no sundress in sight.
She danced into my arms
All over this country boys heart
I love that angel in a sundress
Forever, Until death do us part
Copyright © CT Duet | Year Posted 2014
The sun plunged
In the space of silence,
The summer has been extended
In a slow wandering ...
The orb has been drunk,
Gradually, by fringes.
> We did not hear anything,
From the fall of the angel ...
The horizon has folded its wings around
Confusing the distants ...
Evening invades what remains of the day
In a jiffy.
Water reflections exchanges
The colors overrated,
With the sky full of oranges,
The trees are just silhouettes ...
The night the already marks yesterday
This is a timely opportunity,
Where piercing welcoming clouds
unfolds, shamelessly ,the moon ...
It will take an earth tour,
And plenty of patience,
For the solar triumph reappears
In its rebirth ,
As clarity rises
And progresses slowly
Until the most intense moment, at its solstice,
To the top of the firmament.
And the celestial body draws, now
All things , in gold drops ,
..... - And this is another day.
It drinks in his turn and evaporates it....
Le soleil a plongé
Dans l'espace du silence,
L'été s'est prolongé
Dans une lente errance...
L'astre a été bu,
Petit à petit, par franges.
> Nous n'avons rien entendu,
De la chute de l'ange...
L'horizon a replié ses ailes, autour
Confondant les lointains...
Le soir envahit ce qu'il reste de jour,
En un tournemain.
Les reflets des eaux échangent
Des couleurs surfaites ,
Avec le ciel tout en oranges,
Les arbres ne sont que silhouettes...
La nuit, marque déjà l'hier,
C'est l'occasion opportune,
Où, perçant des nuées hospitalières,
se dévoile, sans pudeur, la lune...
Il faudra un tour de terre,
Et beaucoup de patience,
Pour que réapparaisse le triomphe solaire,
Dans sa renaissance ,
Que la clarté se hisse
Et progresse lentement,
Jusqu'au plus intense, à son solstice,
Au sommet du firmament.
Et l'astre dessine maintenant ,
Toutes choses en gouttes d'or,
..... - Et c'est un autre jour.
Il le boit à son tour, puis l' évapore....
Copyright © rene Chabriere | Year Posted 2014
I do not know?
In the balcony ,she stood,
strong winds blowing Her way,
as she watched the sun setting in the West.
One sad thought strucking her deepest,
as thunder-light strikes in carcoal black skies.
Would she live to see another sunrise?
Would she still be there?Where will she be?
At that moment the childish gleam, which
florished her face many times,vanished in
cold thin air,It faded away descending in
her inner soul,finding more sorrow there,
and not a glimpse Of smiles...
Void and pain, fed Her tender heart,
tiny crystal drops ran down,wetting,kissing
her cheeks,moistening her lips,those soft pink
lips which once were warm and full of glow.
Those same lips,today, felt lifeless blue and very cold.
She stood still,as time stood still too,She stared
at the Vast Ocean,at the rough waves crushing
on the rocks,She stood there,still searching for an
answer,an answer to Her many questions.
A sudden voice whirled in Her Storm,touching her ear,
as she listened to the sounds,to the words echoing
in distance.Who was he?He was the angel Of Love!
bringing a message of hope to her shattered heart,
He had an aswer to all questions,to her Shadows of doubt.
'Little Child,don't feel troubled,don't feel lost,"He said!
in the sweetest melodic voice ,she'd ever heard.
"Its Cold outside ,and you are shivering!You must not!
From this day on,I willl be with you,I shall never leave
you alone, I shall stay by your side ,forevermore.
Little Child,you are blessed, and wherever you breathe,
the Sun will rise".The young lady smiled to His angelic words,
and as She breathed Softly,a Hot fire ball filled the blue,
and there was Sunshine...............................................
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2010
My Son Moon and Star ~
Approaching the celebration of his Birth
cherishing the gift I received
within weeks of conception I knew
something amazing was in Creation ~
the Stars held a party
sending me with one of their own
Gazing at 3 shooting stars twinkling crossing the sky
It was magic It was destiny taking its flight.
In love with an October full moon
drawing and painting I liked
thinking of Vincent Van Gogh ~
caught in a loss of time
Hours going by as choosing my color
a wittness to three falling stars
A clear night sky sparkle's
A once Famous Star was sent
inspiring the tiny child inside ~
Never a doubt in my mind at all
child bearing was worth any pain received
yours will be in a pursuit of a dream ~
one to cherish and hold
My Son was born the following August ~
working on the set of Grimm 3rd season this year
as the set of Leverage for 3 years .
Has done a Indie movie here
In Paris it was seen and honored
coming soon filmed in Portland ~
"The House of Last Things "
awaiting the credits , you will see
1st Assistant Director ~ production assistant
My Young Lion Mans dream ~
A proud mom I watch every show and the credits
as foretold in a whisper to me 25 years ago
My Son & Moon and Star
A name you will all know ~
Happy Birthday to my creative Son
you will exist in my heart forever~
Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013
She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom
Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom
Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings
Covered in gold jewelry and precious things
She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class
Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass
She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame
She rules thirty legions of soldiers and Bune is her name
Her comely warrior voice can wake and relocate the dead
Her armies of soldiers gather around the cemetery
She is brave and deserves a princessly crown on her head
Her facility of speech and flair for words is legendary
A beautiful queen to be treated with respect and honor
Instead of blasphemy,wanton abuse and fictional horror
Copyright © Bill Kim | Year Posted 2013
The road may seem tough right now like an endless uphill climb.
And you may feel that all lifes struggles is one big waste of time.
Everyone around you seems happy and not stressed
Yet each and everyday you can’t help but feel more depressed.
Even though the sun may shine and the day is really bright
All you see is dark clouds looming with only moonless nights.
Looking all around, you see people who pretend to care
And when you wana speak it feels like they wish they weren’t there.
You build up hate and anger and get frustrated with everyone around
You isolate yourself from the world and in your own sorrows you begin to drown.
You feel like you are all alone and there’s nobody that you can rely on
It seems like another endless battle that just can’t be won.
You feel like giving up and so start losing all your faith.
Wishing that your life would somehow end without the entire wait.
This is where you have to believe and restore faith in yourself again
And realize you are not alone, there are many who will help ease the pain.
I know you’ll find it hard to believe that what I’m saying is true
But when the dark clouds break away, the sun will shine right through.
They will make that up hill climb easier for you to take
and then u will find a smooth road that will cause you no more heartache.
They will be there to hug you tight and listen to all you have to say
Even if you don’t wana speak, they will by your side each day.
You don’t have to be alone or pretend that you’re okay.
They can see your fears and help to end the feeling of dismay.
They will never let you go through another difficult path.
But should you cross that way again, they’ll carry you from the start.
So my dear friend, whenever you feel really down.
Remember you have people here to help you keep strong.
They are no superheroes or have powers of any sort.
But they are just ordinary people, who will be here to always support.
They are people who genuinely care and will bring those tears to an end.
Sent with love from God above, they are Angels in the form of Friends….
Copyright © Sasha Maharaj | Year Posted 2013
When wind’s silence
heralds boundless oblivion
and the trembles of cracked earth
raise the dust of tears
dried by the boundless footfalls
of sallow flesh
When a thread of gold
brings unearthly thought
and the misconception
of suns fallen
drives foolish men to their knees
in unending tremors
An army of one
frees the air from his fingertips
and stays not his opal blade
as it bites the rotted gray necks
of kings released from their wrongful bliss
by his trembling palms
An army of one
unconstrained by nature’s volume
freed by the sin of his naivety
yet, bound by earth’s oldest secret
as the scarlet sun weeps
its bloodied tears
An army of one
his cloak worn through
by the acid blood of his deception
and his bones stilled;
the branches of a dying oak
which no longer caress the wind
Copyright © Avery Swarthout | Year Posted 2015
I am the one
who rises in the east
and sets in the west,
I am all the best
of orange, yellow
pink and red;
With many faces of love
I have come
to build empires
and make bright
as a fire-sky ----
a smile for every season,
and harvest hope ----
all the while
the Earth is sleeping
(and I am set)
Copyright © Keith O.J. Hunt | Year Posted 2015
I do not know?
Summer’s here at last, so laugh;
Enjoy the sun before God takes it back.
It’s only temporary so enjoy it while it lasts
And pray to God it’s not your last.
Let the sun shine down on me, let it pour down all around us;
Let the sun shine so bright that it blinds us.
Looking at the sky in wonder
And wondering why it shines so bright.
Does this mean what I think it means;
That the time is right to find love and change my life?
Angels cry in summertime,
As love is lost, because you chose to hide.
You can’t go back and change your mind;
Your choice is made and now it’s time to die.
I believe in a better place than this;
I believe I deserve to see someone I have never seen.
The sun must shine in Heaven and I hope we do live in bliss,
Because the summer will soon be gone to become a memory.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © Aa Harvey | Year Posted 2016
Your hands are like sunshine that
warms the inner parts of my soul.
The rays warming my inner being,
keeps me thinking of how the colors
of the flowers are so vibrant and
powerful in their activity.
As the flowers dance in a slight breeze,
the sun gives way to darkness and the night sky embraces the stars so numerous,
so shiny, so many.
As the night fades, the sun warms the day,
The breeze picks up the flowers in a dance, and your hands warm my soul again,
with the rays from the suns warmth and the shadows of the colors show the love inside your touch.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
All poems are copyright!©
Copyright © Betty Bolden | Year Posted 2013
you my angel of the sun
sent with your halo’s fire
burn your brand upon my heart
wrap me in your blazing wings
toss my embers into the sky
catch me when i fall
flaming with your love
you my angel of the sun
make me yours with the
voice of heaven’s choir
shine you golden eyes
upon my melting heart
like a volcano you flow
lava through my veins
you my angel of the sun
the radiance in me
a flame that grows with
every bright smile
the heat of my nights
and light of my days
wrap you aura around me
getting lost in your paradise
you my angel of the sun
watch me blush in the
touch of your love
lost in the moment
the warmth of your rays
the ecstasy in my soul
thankful that you shine on me
Copyright © Travis Tapley | Year Posted 2010
I do not know?
You know, tis somewhat easy to understand Apollyon as your
Crew holding a tad bit, in misery projecting towards an imperfect
Time but cool kids just never hold signs I mean Abaddon can't you see
Kind of like Toad The Wet Sprocket's, in the end I'm sensing a change the weather
Does anyone remember me ? Did you all think we'd just disappear ? Crazy life....
Swoosh his tail their Angels fell: metaphoric make-up twas her modern tale: sitting
Atop the sea sweet, drunken Jezabel ? Spawned his bastard Damien's, tattooed dreams
Six pence collections thrice their infections blue blood injections Legion's, special olympics
Lucifer's serpents raging towards the golden goal evanescent's mountaintop his goad keeper goblins
Pressing this matter it's silver sickle auld lang syne her bride of Frankenstein; Electra thighs, red rum wine.
Copyright © Jeremy Street | Year Posted 2014
I watched the sun going down this evening
leaping over mountains and towns
ascending long rays of light upon still water
sparking lights of infinite glory mesmerized
my thoughts keeping me in perfect harmony.
I lay motionless on the green grass of hope
and gazed at the setting sun anchored
deeply in the thick blue sky
with the forces of nature embracing me
I surrender obediently to its will.
The verdant grass surrounding the pond smiled heartily
at the setting sun as it lingers resiliently
pouring its radiant light upon my skin.
rays of joy ruptured inwardly and I could feel
a wonderful energy hurdling within
hoisting me higher and higher.
Was it an illusion or was it bonafide?
My body was still on the ground but
I was ignited with the sun and absorbing its heat.
It replenishes me with a magnificent energy
that was immensely comforting and complete.
The sun twirl around in the passionate sky
Revealing different shades of blue, indigo,
Navy, and royal blue, mixed with shades of
Sappier blue bundled with peacock blue.
I could feel the gentle touch of the baby blue
And powdered blue filtering around me.
Heaven helps the magnificent indigo sky enthralled
With all its mysterious awe, entwined in the eyes of the beholder.
Infinite abundance thunders beneath me
elevating me to a prestigious acclaim.
The sun shines brightly then slowly fades away
and buried itself under the royal blue clouds
Then finally rest peacefully on top of the mountains.
A sudden peace subdued me
and a strong energy flowed through me.
I got up and walked towards the pond
and watched the youths having fun
they were standing on my sacred rocks
casting their fishing rod in the water
while chatting and having fun.
Who knows the ritual of the setting sun?
©2015 Christine Phillips
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2015
When the angels of love are on strike
And the future looks bleak
When your love is absent
Casting me into the hands of torment
My heart cries, turning blue
Crying out for nobody but you.
When my love mountain becomes a valley
And I find myself in lovelessness alley
When my love stream stops flowing
And my love wind stops blowing
I run the lenght of the earth
Seeking your love's might.
When my fountain of love is cut short
And aloneness gives me a shot
When I look down the deep blue sea
And it appears it is coming for me
I grope around in despair
Hopefully longing to find protection in you.
When I'm being thrashed by lovelessness
And I'm held hostage by helplessness
When I can't find anyone to anoint my day
And I find myself drifting away
I close my eyes and spread my arms
Wishing you'll materialize in my arms.
When I look up to the sky
And see my wishes passing me by
When I'm abandoned and deserted by brightness
And I'm fiercely attacked by darkness
My heart goes on
Searching for you my sun.
PS: Placed 7th in Poet Destoyer A's Longing Contest
Copyright © Alozor Michael Ikechukwu | Year Posted 2013
My soul is among lions
I lie among the sons of
Men who are set on fire.”
Dramatica; expect the worst
And hope for the best
Is what some say ?
In life and breath and love and death
Stopping in front of the Azteca's
Theatre admiring the lovely
Mannequin girl adorned as a communal
Daughter with long flowing hair and beads
Her many colours; sitting amid the tickets booth
Draped aneath cobwebs smiling and speaking
Unto my spirit in hues of yesteryears arrays
These, pantheon coronations...
Red double doors with circular windows trimmed in black
Conversing an entrance to cross through its beckoning ?
A schizophrenic passing by again; this, a portal unto the sun.
Copyright © Rachel St.Cross | Year Posted 2013
I do not know?
A Picnic on the Moon
If the sun doesn’t come up tomorrow and our time on earth is through
I can say I loved an angel and that angel you know was you
A cherubim without wings with a radiance all your own
I now know you are a blessing and I have reaped what I have sewn
Walking together hand in hand through the heavens up so high
Sharing a few smiles as we dance across the sky
Chasing away the clouds as we hurdle the mountain tops
Riding on the winds of time and hoping the ride never stops
Reaching up towards the heavens as I grab a star passing by
And have a picnic on the moon with a sparkle in my eye
Time will have no meaning as we sit there on the sand
As we gaze down on the earth while we hold each others hand
Waiting on a comet that will show us the way to heaven above
Spreading some joyful cheer in a mansion built on love
I was lucky to find an angel one that didn’t have wings
She made the colors of the rainbow and the other angels sing
So if the sun doesn’t come up tomorrow and my time on earth is done
I found an un-winged angel that I knew was the very one
That would hold my hand forever as we danced across the sky
Knowing we would share our lives forever in the heavens up so high
Copyright © David Moore | Year Posted 2012
Whispers out of night
When the rising sun
began to awaken her eyes
Dawning golden warm holds breath
deeply delicious waves colours
expelling darkness beholding
Priceless the light
that touches down softly
beautiful dream gently kisses
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016
Sun Rose Merely To Reflect Her Glow
As her hair flew about, so did my heart,
unknown to me but a vision then loved.
So very strange, way our time got its start,
how she later became my beloved.
Glittering sparkles in her bright blue eyes,
as sun rose merely to reflect her glow
She that merely touched to fill my skies
always smiling as if time she could slow.
Her memory, shall I ever forget,
grace in her walking, sweetness in her voice
I first spoke to her on a friendly bet
now she would be my only loving choice.
Such glowing warmth in her big, bright blue eyes
Her being gone, left me asking the whys?
May 25th 1974
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Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
forever embedded in my memory,
the most beautiful girl I’ve yet to behold.
the epitome of all things lovely:
sunlight filters through the window,
speckling her freckled face with golden sun,
in her flaming hair,
ethereal as that of an angel.
perfect and soft as a gently rolling stream,
her voice caresses the air,
with melodies comparable to nothing on earth.
Copyright © Shaina Templin | Year Posted 2015
I stood, all alone, watching the waves crash the shore
My heart ached, my body bled, my soul was so sore
Life has been so harsh
Still young, I did feel like I do tread in marsh
But then, it happened, without any warning
It happened at a time when I was in great suffering
I did feel blessed, for nothing is worth more than having a place in the sun
Nothing, not even the great attractions of earth for which many do get a stun
If the reason of our coming here in this world we still do not know
Well, patience, let joy in your heart, be not in sorrow
For our stay here is but for a while
Please, do make an effort and do smile
Somehow, someday, the truth shall come to us
By then, we shall no more wish to make any fuss
Only the Lord knows why He did send us here
Someday we shall go back to Him, so His name only let us all revere
Yes, it did happen, this mystical happening
See you, my most sinful actions have been graced through His blessing
So much that I realized that none should lament
None, for someday, we shall all be rid of this world's confused embarrassment
When I was graced with a place in the most holy sun
I felt like my spiritual journey had begun
Now, I shall put in this world, all that I do have, all that I do own
For someday, I shall be judged by the one who does control this sun!
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2015
The sun hides its face
And the clouds watch idly by
While the moon begins its ascension
And the day dissolves to night
One last gust of wind
One last solar cheer
Before the angel sleeps
And twilight starts its year
Her pace quickens as she sees the end
And she illuminates the lamp behind
The darkness cannot take all
For the priestess of the moon is kind
And the confusion haze teases
For it knows what’s to be done
Now the clouds float on by
As giant mirrors for the sun
They tell of times past
And times that are yet to come
Their iridescent smile
Glowing coals around the sun
The wind forever brushes on
And the night has just to tell
But another mirror beckons
Elle est la lune, elle est très belle
Copyright © Kaelan Fox | Year Posted 2016
in this dream
to write beautiful
is to one
in the soul
having two suns
a dark spirit
creeps in shadows
with the light
is with you
when i look
upon you darling
as my sun
floating emotions wings
my sun shining
for you darling
when i look
into those eyes
shine inner beauty
a stunning soul
the most precious
sanctuary with love
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2013
All alone inside of my magical little paradise called my mind is an peaceful and quiet, the sun is like a gentle kiss on the cheek, and the people are just so warm and friendly but watch out because if you open your eyes everything you once knew will be gone. This magical little realm has an bloody little twist to it. The sun that was once as comforting as an warm blanket was in fact the glistening moon and the empty black sky, and the people are now all blood thirsty monsters that are no longer affected by the sun light are now out for blood.
I run to escape the sickening but yet oh so enticing scent of blood and failure, I run to escape the screams of those who's lives were cut just too short, and I run to escape the sight of the undead, blood thirsty zombies who are on the hunt for others to join their group. I'm running, running to safety and security but all the time there's nothing but pit falls and traps. I'm running and success isn't that far away but just then I see prince charming I stop and become distracted by his promising words but just then he too becomes a monster. I scream and try to run but I just can't you trap me in fire and I can't escape.
My mind goes numb, I can feel the darkness further enclose around me, my mind goes blank, and I forget about everything. On the inside I'm screaming, fighting, kicking to get away but on the outside I'm a love sick puppy. I know I'm stronger than this but there's something about you that I just can't get over. Just as the darkness seems to grow closer an light appears and an blue bird fights off my nightmare monster and takes me back to my snowy paradise where I'm safe and at peace and I continue my lonely dark and cold path to my brightly lite future with the little blue bird by my side reminding me that I am and will forever be loved by both my family, people who actually care about me, and god.
Copyright © Omesha Curry | Year Posted 2013
I dwell in the light
besides the north
I see it
as I rise in time and close my eyes
and open them before
I am the
one and two
the star of
Copyright © Louis Grant iii | Year Posted 2016
on an unconquered
down the Demon hole.
spun on a silver
And seeing the
bounce off the
Copyright © Kris Lund | Year Posted 2014
I is for Isabell
S is for the sunshine gleam and sunny smiles you bring to everyone’s heart
A is for the angel that is our little Princess
B is for the blue skies that bring the birds out to sing
E is for an enchanting elf emerging out of a bud into a red rose
L is for the love of fairy-tales that become real in your dreams
L is for lollipops, lemonheads, and licorice for Isabell
For the young girl STEPHEN PENNELL had wrote about
written on 11/6/2016
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2016