Sparkle...My precious stars
How I wish upon you...

This poem was written with a very precious and...
The Sound Of Fire...

Life can be a struggle
So many hills I've had to climb...

The breeze softly blowing
The sun beginning to set...

Love that once lived in my heart
Was painful and filled with abuse...

Heirlooms that's been passed down
I treasure so much...

Could you kiss the tears away?
Help mend a broken heart...

Just a plain ole country girl
Never asked for riches or gold...

As we sit and watch the sunset
It embraces and warms the soul...

Take just a moment
Let me wonder through your mind...

Feelings
Cascade my heart...

My first Rictameter:
Teardrops...