She dreamed she was a child
with pretty dresses and angelic wings.
Somehow she was part angel and part child
able to touch people's hearts with meaning.
Or perhaps it was love she awoken
and wished she could go back and be her.
She begin to think she was some freak
or then perhaps maybe still that girl.
Being told her voice sounded like one
sometimes she goes into that young heart.
She learned to be through the years
she wondered who she was inside.
Perhaps she is both woman and child
only scars bleed when its confronted.
That somehow your perhaps two but
still aware only perhaps embarassed.
She wishes she could go back to
her dreams and be that beautiful child.
One who touches hearts with love
and meaning perhaps that is really why.
She never wanted to be old growing up
she was afraid of not being loved.
She wishes she could be that angelic child
with pretty dresses and colors of worth.
Flying around touching hearts
with some sort of touch deep within her soul.
Different dresses she ware with
angelic wings that in a dream made her happy.
If only wings was real and she could
fly into the arms of what is meaning and love.
(Going back to bed) had to wake up and
type this......
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