Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Monday, April 05, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Memories
Memories
The miles have been so long,
with each so wearily tread,
but I would do so again for you,
without any fear or dread.
The miles have been so long,
with each so wearily tread,
but I would do so again for you,
without any fear or dread.
For far beyond the denial,
trails of memories have unwound,
and deep within self-healing,
my lost soul I have found.
Shay White
Copyright 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Twilight Journey
Shiver in the dampness of a twilight journey,
stand lithe and bare under a harvest moon.
Feel the quiet sounds of pre-dawn filter through your soul.
Let the cool breeze steal away your contented sigh.
Inhale deeply the sweet fragrance of a restless wind.
Stand tall under the stars and reach for the moon.
Copyright Shay White 2005
stand lithe and bare under a harvest moon.
Feel the quiet sounds of pre-dawn filter through your soul.
Let the cool breeze steal away your contented sigh.
Inhale deeply the sweet fragrance of a restless wind.
Stand tall under the stars and reach for the moon.
Copyright Shay White 2005
Friday, September 12, 2008
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