The bay

by morgan   May 3, 2005


I look at the world but all i see, are dreams of a child who was meant to be,
something more than what he was, all of it was just because,
a poor little child with no money to spare,
wishes he could be as light as air, maybe then he would float away, far to a place upon a bay,
where shattered hopes and dreams of a child were true,
and everyone was anything but blue,
when he couldn't see hope or a future to share,
he found someone that could care, he took ONE look and knew it too, that all of his dreams could come true,
because LOVE in the world is what he found,
and when he found that he was bound,
to find the angel in himself,
when he found that it was a wealth, the could NEVER be taken away,
...he found that all upon the bay.

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