When walking alone
Words can have no meaning
When walking alone
Sometimes in desperation, we make the wrong choices
And then again, we are sometimes blessed to meet a stranger on the path
One who makes the moon shine brighter
The grass smell sweeter
Who gives us strength and courage to go on
Who accepts our weakness and fraililties
Who helps us be a better person
The path has been rough
And as I began to trip and fall
Soft words echoed in my ear
Take my hand...walk with me
Let me be your fantasy
To the special man I adore and love
For all the wonderful things you are..
And all the wonderful things you see in me
And all the wonderful things we are togeather
~7777-moon ~wanderin-spirit~
Thank you for visiting our Dark Spirit Realm
July 2004
