10...9...8...
It's close to the end...
Anniversary Memories...
AN ANGEL:
When we were children...
I remember that day
When so many went to Heaven...
My dearly beloved son,
today you turned eighteen...
Finally it is here
The one we have been waiting for all year...
When the liberty bell was cast
This symbol was meant to last...
Standing in my gown
Starting at the crowd...
What an amazing wonder to find,
A flower can leave so much behind...
Pieced Together
a heart torn...
Sitting here all alone bringing up memories,
thinking of Christmas long ago...
I want to embrace within your heart;
I want to abide there for always...