May the peace of the holiday season fill your heart...

...the following is poem by a dear friend of mine and I would like to share it with you...power of our dreams become reality when ghost of past reaches in and turns our love of all have gone before to teach us humiltly there memoriors become stonger with age little tales have past away becoming lost like trees in morning fog to see the swan in it's morning journey of peace becomes a smile as dawn of life rises to the shore waves of laughter cover the land in hope of peace in our universe each ghost is a star of love that has gone before like Jesus on the cross his love is never ending friendship of past and present is a bond with every weave it becomes stronger and bends like rope so my friends be my tread and become a rope share your love, and help the needy and one day we will be the star shining down on earth and just maybe we will meet and talk of dreams of past ~geoff~