Fairy Tale Dreams
Watching the sun go down on fairy tale dreams,
the warm breeze caressing my face and drying my tears,
bringing blessed acceptance and closure to what is,
and what is not to be . . .
Cricket Walker
The world, through my eyes and my heart . . .
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June 14th, 2009 at 9:39 pm
Beautifully written, girl. ((hugs))
~amy sue
June 25th, 2009 at 5:39 am
Hey Miss Cricket, good to read your first post about summer so far. Might be a short literary but good enough to welcome summer.
Hope you’re doing great with Haley! By the way, I got a new blog domain but I’m having problem with transferring it to wordpress.