Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Happiness borrowed to help on our way can come to mean nothing...so they say! With mouths to feed and unfair bills to pay life is hard and we can lose our way.I need a bright tomorrow to come today. The morning comes with a scarlet sky. A warning to Shepherds and sheep...fly! I stir and turn and should wonder why? Yet an angel next to me makes me cry. For this angel loves me and that is no lie