I’m not waiting for anything that is of natures beauty
snow falls gentle down on the snowfall
very silently on the grown,
in a mountainous country,
only mountains all around
you could see the bright moon shining beautifully.
In the deep stillness of this cold snow blown night
I sat my chocolate cocoa on my desk
watching the steam brake the cold in the air of my room
thinking of nothing but to walk among the forest
withered trees where we once played out are life dreams.
OH, you tenanted shade that cast all those dreams away,
I am home alone without the love I once called my own
in a home empty and cold watching the snow taking control
of true winters' dreams without you hear with me.
- Judy Emery © 1990
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery