WrenWind

Gut reaction ............... very unsettling. It made a shiver run down my spine and check to make sure my doors were locked

so tiny

so perfect to look at

every finger a miniature of my own

but they say you are different

they say you may not live

something is wrong behind those beautiful eyes

baby in a plastic box

looking out through a maze of wires and tubes

yet still even so small you smile and coo

years later and i look into those same eyes

a child in a man's body

but still you smile and melt my heart

to me is had the sound of a father talking to his son ...i liked it

*picks up her knitting and settles into her rocking chair and waits*

mines good

Lentement

La vie tourne lentement car elle est couverte de neige.

trop froide pour sortir

rien que les etoiles et le vent montre que tout n'est pas geller

viens me joindre devant le foyer

rechauffer tes mains

Lentement

car dans un instant tout se change

le temps reprends sa vitesse normal

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Slowly

The world turns slowly because it is covered in snow

too cold to go out

Nothing but the wind and the twinkle of the stars show that all is not frozen in time

Come join me by the fire

warm your hands

Slowly

because in an instant everything changes

life will return to it's normal speed

Wren

No problem it took me a year to get the guts to post here I can wait as long as nessesary . Thanks for the heads-up

Wren

Different Stars

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I walk a little under the stars and wonder what do you see

Patterns that I have never seen and probably never will

But to know that we we look into the same expance ,

that we exist in the same world

makes my heart sing.

I run through a field of flowers and think of times gone by

My mind is full of blossoms sent and many thoughts of you

Time slides away from us but memories stay

that we have shared this field before

Intensified by age

I now sit wrinkled and old in my bed and wish for youth's caress

More time I will to be once more happy and free

but alas it can not be my body frail and tired

that I remember you keeps my heart alive

my soul meets yours again

under different stars

Wren