To: Old Sarge
It's not the mirror it's self to fear,
but what, of course, is reflected there.
The answer comes from deep within
it was born with you
your life a map
you take some roads
some alleyways to nap
but what is inside of you
needs to be let free
never to rise again
to haunt your dream..
437 posted on
12/26/2003 5:56:05 PM PST by
Soaring Feather
(I do Poetry. Feathers courtesy of the birds.)
To: All
Good night Poets.
~ Dream a little ~ Love a Lot ~
In The Dragon Flies' Lair, we support our Troops in their fight for our Freedom.
Click on the DragonFly to hear Toby Keith.
438 posted on
12/26/2003 9:02:10 PM PST by
Soaring Feather
(I do Poetry. Feathers courtesy of the birds.)
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