I hear the creak of an unopened door
and a voice I've never heard before
Telling me things I would not contemplate
about a world of  greed a world of hate

I held the door closed with all my might
block my ears, shut my eyes tight
Called for help from deep within
keep calm a kind voice called, you are not the sin

I untangle my mind from the world full of hate
only love and friendship I would now contemplate
The voices became silent as they were long before
so, I turned the key on that unopened door

I said hello
you smiled and said hello you

We danced we touched
you smiled as you turned to walked away
and we new

I waited all of that night but you never returned
and I wondered why

I still remember your smile and I still wonder  
if you new

When the moon is lost in a cloudless sky
Be aware it's the time that the night elves fly

They hover at each house as our children sleep
In search of the sweet dreams of our children to reap

Our duty of care is to secure the windows closed tight
Or our children's sweet dreams may be lost to the night

So guard your children's dreams from the thief of the night
Until the opening of dawn at the breaking of light

Deep in the forest at the turning of the moon
Lovers embrace and dance to their favourite tune

As she floats over the leaves in a well-cut flowing dress
His hand float to her waste in a soft loving caress

Their movement leaves a breath, that sways the glowing due
Faces meet, as smiles grow wide, he’s right this is his cue

Their lips touch, a breath is taken, a taste of love flows in
Her heart stopped for that moment, now it’s his to love, to win

But the moon turned and time was lost, the forest laid quite still
Who will dare to have the next dance?
                                                           I’ll dance with you if you will

I was only loved a little
But I was loved
and that is all I needed

To wake up in the morning
without too much of an ache

To Barbie with friends
with fresh bread and a steak

To have that conversation that
makes you feel good to be alive

Like bringing nectar from a flower
for your friends at the hive

But the greatest prize in life to be won

Is raising good children a daughter a son

After the storm
Squirrels danced around the great oak tree
unaware
The sighthound spied from a distance
appraising his chances

instinct took over

Squirrels danced around the great oak tree
with a grin, one eye on the hound

A whippet danced around the great oak tree
aware of the grins
of the squirrels above
wishing he could fly