Tuesday, September 24, 2002

Closed Doors

The love of my life,
the knight of my dreams,
the diary safe,
beneath the folded things.

My shining sun,
my shelter in rain,
if I die alone,
it will not be in vain.

The storms have passed,
new day has come,
you let down an easy rain,
I have so much to gain.

If you will look inside,
past the things I hide,
you will find a scared girl,
that has love by her side.





Copyright 2002. All Rights Reserved.

No comments:

Post a Comment