Sunday 31 May 2015

The pathway to freedom

As she walks,
The wind blows, 
Carrying her to a far-off land

A pathway to freedom appears,
Coated by green and red,

The sun bursts down,
Its fuchsia rays bright

She skips down this
Pathway to freedom,
Her heart light,
Her eyes bright,

Singing,
For it is the end


Sunset and Candlelight

The vanilla curls grew dark
Gentle flames seeping through their holes,
Coating them,
A soft pink at the edges

The fiery ball sinks,
And as the world goes dark,
A candle is lit
The flame burning brightly

As one flame dies,
Another lives