I wish to be the heavenly angel who guides your every step.....
     I wish to be the candle you light that illuminates the darkest church
          when your life seems lost
               and things seem they could never be any worse.....
            
I wish to be the shinning moon that kisses your sleeping face
     or the brightest sun the fills you
          with its warmest grace......

I wish to be the pouring rain, that cools you on a hot summer's day,
     or the powered snow, in which you roll and play making perfect angels
          on a winter's day.....

I wish to promise you the world
     but give you the universe.....

I wish to be the sorrowful words upon your sweetest lips,
     to God,
          after your infuriated,
               lash out
                    and curse,
                         at the one you so love,
                              no matter how much it hurts.....

I wish to die for you, no matter how great my life may be,
     for to live my life without you, would mean no life for me.....

For you are my heart!
You are my soul!
You are my everything!
You are the sweetest song on a blue sky morning
      of the most colorful birds which never cease to sing.....

So take a moment, my sweet love, and imagine me,
     as your moon and stars
          as everything you may ever need for complete happiness
               in this world as vast as ours.....

Within the warmness of your soul
    I found my comfort....
Forever I will sing a joyous song
    to my creator for his passionate mercy
        for setting me free when his tender hands
            gently pushed me into your brilliant aura
                  that has bathed me within the warmest of love.
I only wish to swim within the thoughts of your euphoric happiness.
    forever enwrapped within the steady waves
         of your euphoria
               never wanting to die
                    praying to live forever.....

I watched hypnotized by the falling snow outside my
     living room's window.
It fell like falling stars through the lights of the bright
     street lights.
I switched on the porch light to catch sight of more,
as it fell softly on the porch steps,
dreaming of a school-less day to come.
Oh! How beautiful it is.....
Where does it come from? I asked myself,
is it sugar from God's coffee table?
Or maybe it's sand from baby angel's sand boxes?
I must say this I really don't know,
but I know with my whole heart
that I truly love....
I love the snow.

I wish I had a loving family I could call my very own,
     within the warmest house,
           never left alone.....
I wish I had a sweet mom,
     to tuck me in at night,
          to kiss my soft forehead,
               assuring me
                    everything will be alright.....
I wish I had a dad, to sit me upon his sturdy knee,
    to carry me upon his strong shoulders;
         how truly proud I'd be.....
I wish I had a brother, or sister,
     maybe two or three
          to have
                to hold
                      to hug
                            to always care for me.......
But these things I have none,
     these things I have never known,
           but it's nice at times to dream,
                 so I won't feel
                       so alone........

My Love;
If I should pass this warm, star-filled, summer's night....
With the smiling moon,
     so full......
        Ever so bright.....
Tomorrow I will become the brightest star
     streaking through your clearest window
         shinning my most beautiful silver light
             upon your smooth face,
                at rest, upon your softest pillow.....
I will enter your saddest dreams
    your tear filled, broken heart
       engulfing you in my warm spiritual, caress,
           soothing your sorrows
               bringing you peaceful rest....
If I should pass, this warm, star-filled, summer's night,
    remember always, I love you, forever,
        until that glorious day in Heaven
            we joyfully unite..........

I walked alone that late October's day,
through the quiet suburban streets.
Red and Orange leaves fell from the curbside trees,
dancing a spiral dance enhancing nature's beauty.

I walked alone, for being poor,
was reason enough to be ignored,
by the other kids I'd see.

Zigzagging through the neighborhood,
in my brown worn suit,
my only suit,
with the right pocket worn through
and my brown clip-on tie  rolled into a ball within the
other.....

As I quietly walked
I spoke  softly to myself,
imagining what it would be like,
to not be me.

But the love I had for my mom and dad,
my brother and sisters,
granted me the strength to hold on.
I swiftly moved on,
down the cracked sidewalks
as the colorful leaves circled in the warmest breeze,
as the brightest sun,
guided me on,
to the place I was accepted,
where I was never alone,
the little green house I called my home....

Silver moonlight, spotlights
                          through my bedroom's window
                            upon the hardwood floor.
                         ****** snow blankets the yard
                           a blanket of cotton aglow.
                       Leafless trees stand in quiet slumber
                      awaiting the spring's first warm breath
                thousands of tiny stars  dot the clear winter's night sky.
                    As I gaze upon this beautiful scene
                                   I think of Mom
                     small, frail, full of sweetness
                     who passed this early fall.....
             I remember her silhouette standing motionless in the
                                moon glow
                  near our little kitchen window
                   as the seasons came to call.......