Pink candy canes and butterfly kisses
Close your eyes darling, fulfill all your wishes...
While Adam was in a divine deep sleep
The Creator took what He could reap...
Nobody's child cries alone in the dark
Soured milk mixed in her tears leave a mark...
It started off as a simple place
You know, just a playground across the street...
Sitting at the dinner table, they ask you about...
You start complaining on and on how nothing goes...
© Francisco Guzman 2005
Dear Journal...
Dear Lord, I pray to thee
Grant wisdom to those...
His
rage had...
I feel backed into corner
a foreigner...
This Is My Story
The sun smiled this morning...
I have survived
thousands of years...
I look up at the ceiling each night in my bed,
Staring and thinking about everything...