Before I write this down I want to say that I did not write this, but
that it was writen for me.  At a time in my life when I needed a boost.  This
person and I had alot of realy great times together, and I just want to say
that I wish we were still able to...
This poem has no name that I know of and maybe it is better that way...

To wonder about in this confusion called life.
is but a task filled with heatache and strife.

The could be's, would be's, sinic's, and all,
know there will come a day when we all fall.

To prepare for the worst is the least we shall do,
for to be cought off gaurd is emotional vodoo.

When thoughts are so low and we're living in fear,
we cower inward and let no feelings appear.

We're trapped inside the insanity of our minds,
hoping to find something oh so kind.

Daydreams appear and give way to tears,
for the longing of a good thing, someone who cares.

When you let you heart be the burning light,
laughter, kindness, and love come into sight.

You see this in awe and wonder if it could be true,
these feeling, these thoughts are all so new.

You explore them, live them, and dare to dream them too,
these feelings, these thoughts have now become you.

Wake up love, the darkness has past,
you are now in a light called love and it will last.


I hope that you all enjoy this as much as I do, I even managed to write it in
the authors favorite color...


Favre
Reaching out to find there is nothing there!.

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