flowering moonbeams ~ for Annamom

all the beauty and wonder a vision of dreams  a natural spectacular   slipped through a seam    making smiles for miles  you lit up our days as your voice rang outsouls lost were saved your anger is deep at the harshness of life  I've seen crying for days   for a strangers plight    a heart on a platter  is what you give out at injustice your ragecant be sold for a shout I have cried with laughter at the oddest times  on a rainy night   at the witching line    I have watched you create  a scripture of hours I watch as your smileadorned the wildflowers I could cry for the pain that's burning my heart  I could rage at the night   while I rip it apart     But I push that aside  for the love that I feel couldn't be strongeror anymore real  your a flower on my moon a star in my night sky  I sit here and wonder   will I let my heart cry     the tribute you've given   I send back to you for the butterfly daysand the wildflowers too  at the ebb of the tide as light hits the moon  flowers are dancing   as spring threads your loom    all the beauty and wonder  of a walking dream the moonbeams are quietas she slips through a stream Namaste  for Annamom