My dream for you…

I think there comes a time in every poets’ life

When the truth of what you write

Unfolds to show the real weight behind

What is said,

Unfolding now…

My meaning behind what I write is different

For each persons’ different insight

Take from me words as the life

Of how freely we choose our breathe

And let them conform to your ears

With no fear of a past, future, or present

But more with care and comfort

As the sun touches the raindrop

Let it create the bow

Rising in all colors showing

The depth of the rain is much

More than what we thought.