A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed

How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide

Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.

When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions

Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know

Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.

Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?

Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,

Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide

Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the

That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?