Red roses and hope
I am eager to give...

A mom raises her young
and with nurture share...

A friend is a friend, no matter how sass,
words that will grab you, the wind that will pass...

A burden to the mind,
affliction in my stare...

Late one Wednesday night
I thought it was just me...

Angels of heaven, warm hands of light,
Protect every day, watch over at night...

Never a worry,
a discouraging tear...

Important, a person
to the time of day...

I followed the walkway
to see where it lead...

Beyond the glare
of the shadow's eye...

Each snowflake is different
in the sky where it fall...

The whispers spread
through the breeze...