It never fails he would say- looking my way,
to the lonely eyes that see beyond the stars,
yet they shine so fair like the moon
eyes that change with mods,
a heart full of love and cheerfulness,
cares so deeply for others
and has been through plenty
now that is what I call poetry.
- Judy Emery © 1999 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery