something happened to me,

a fantasy, a dream come true,

I met you! I love him, I dream of him,

I pray for him by day; at night

I hear him talk-And yet he is far away.

There is no longer beauty in the morning,

there is no sweetness in my day,

there is no music in my dream; he is far away.

I love him, I miss him; my thoughts adrift, time flies, yet, he is far away.

~Francesca

A sweet sunset

The glorious bliss

To hell with these cares of mine

Nothing else should matter

A rising stem

The rising sun

My sprit soars while I am with you

Never will I let go

A tender aura

The moonlight glimmer

You found my hand with yours

No other ever has

Today is just another step towards, what we call “the end”. But as do I believe, maybe we have it wrong. Maybe it’s a better place, where there is no poverty, no violence. Where we need not worry about tomorrow, or fall to sickness. A place where the hills roam with the wind, and the sun that would never leave. A paradise that would last for eternity, and the unending sweetness of it all. A sweet blissful notion, that tomorrow will last, and this moment...forever.

Timothy Tang
17
Rockdige Secondery
Jan 13th 1992

[[ The Wishlist ]]

I could use a new set of headphones...
More guitars?
Maybe a grand piano...
and the will power to write my books
If only life was a fantasy story...
A weekend away with my extended family perhaps? (You know who you are) (^_^)