Kind People Have A Way Of Working

Do You Really Know What's Going On And If You Don't... Find Out

You Love Me. Real Or Not Real?" I Tell Him, "real.

Deep In The Meadow , Under The Willow , A Bed Of Grass , A Soft Green Pillow

Closing My Eyes Doesn't Help. Fire Burns Brighter In The Darkness.

I Drink In His Wholeness, The Soudness Of His Body And Mind. It Runs Through Me Like The Morphling They Give Me In The Hospital, Dulling The Pain Of The Last Weeks.