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 . . .
"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." Niccolo Machiavelli (2 weeks ago)
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 . . .
Amy Sue
Beautifully written, girl. ((hugs))
~amy sue
Jay
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.