Glimpse, A Glint, of possibilitiesA flash, one moment,
just a simple glimpse
one whisper full of meaning
and eyes shining out bright.
The sun catches upon a shine,
a glint, an echo, a brush,
a field of a soft golden glow
and trees of deep, deep roots.
Promise, promise, promise,
a promise of something more -
left or right, or walk off;
Make it quick! Make it quick!
Brimming full of the more,
bubbling over, flowing out
quickly take a sip from it
or the moment is gone to soon!
A moment, a glint, an echo,
one glimpse of what could be;
if only, if only but for one
moment to make a choice.
Suddenly, but oh so suddenly
It is gone. Glimpse, A Glint, of possibilitiesin Prose
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Jar of DreamsShe collected her dreams,
one by one in these glass jars.
She had a giant collection sitting,
always sitting on a bunch of shelves-
they were tucked away between books
and lost underneath papers, hidden away.
Sometimes she would take them out to see,
wanting a view of what she had once dreamed.
Never ever did she think or wanted to release them
for doing so would meant to shatter her precious jars
and she was ever so afraid that those shards would cut,
cut and cut and cut her, leaving her shredded into pieces.
So on rainy days, she would find them, take them to the window
and put them on display as she counted them all, one, two, Jar of Dreamsin Prose
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Darlin, babyDarlin, baby;
not everything is okay.
Didn't you hear the news today?
I'm out walking those lonely streets.
Come on darlin,
Is the price to high to fly these days?
'Cause o' baby I want to fly now.
Can you take me flyin baby?
Darlin, baby;
If I say it not matter, does it?
Laying together with another man...
He don't mattah to me like you do babe.
Come on darlin,
Cause baby when you look at me,
that sun rises from within me,
how could I want another man?
Darlin, baby;
come back, don't you see I'm sorry now,
I don't want any man but you baby,
So don't leave me walking lonely streets now.
Cause darlin...
I'm ready to go home Darlin, babyin Prose
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