The day was darkly clouded and the eyes were wet with tears
silence seemed to have flooded through out and
the leaves on the trees seemed to have slept from tiring day
for they moved no more in the ghusty air
and my eyes seeked for that one tiny shine in the sky admist the dark
clouds, that swept the light in the sky
and when i couldnt find the light for long,
Thats when i realised i was nomore the wanted pride.
and as i closed my eyes and the tear rolled down
the dry cheeks, felt the tocuh of a warmly feel
not wanting to loose the dream
for i was afraid, if i opened my eyes id loose the feel
and for a while the touch was there and then it was gone,
when i opened the eyes in fear of lost
i saw myself in my angels arms.
crying out loud not to leave me again for if evr it happened
probably id never open my eyes again.
