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Flying through the sky, Passing clouds that float above me, Land and seas blow, Watching day turn to night, The sun make room for the moon, I watch and cry tears of joy, As I see people I love and care for be together, I wish them well, Hoping  to be part of them again at some moment, As though I'm far away, I know I'm still part of them, Residing in their hearts and minds, As those who have passed before me have been part of me, When I laughed, When I cried, I felt them next too me, Even when I felt alone lost and sad, I knew that they were watching, Just as I watch now, You who I have loved, I feel you with me now, I si

Hello Nan, hello Granddad, Why did you go and leave without saying goodbye? Leaving us without a single tear in your eye, I have questions As I'm sure all your children do Why didn't you stay? Do you see me from where you are? Have I made you proud? Have I shamed you? Do you here us when we ask you questions? Have you ever answered us? I can't tell if you have, Is it you I feel when ever I'm alone and scared? I miss you, Do you miss me? Sometimes I find it hard to remember you, I try but I can't, When that happens I can't help but cry, But I have no one to comfort me, I need you, But your gone, When will I see you again?

How have you done this to me? You have done almost nothing for me And I do not think I have done anything for you But you have touched my heart You have passed barriers Placed by pain You have broken walls with a smile You do not love me this much I know And though it pains me to say it I do not think that I love you But you have touched my heart. How have you done this? Can you tell me? What magic do you posses? Why have you used it on me? What are you? An angel? A goddess? A witch? Whatever you are Even if we never meet again Thank you You have touched my heart

Silent and calm, Still as steady water and a breezeless day, Waiting for nothing, Content with the moment, Feeling the warmth of summer, In  the season of winter, Lost in moments that last forever, Hearing laughter, Being with loved ones. Knowing they care, Let troubles and worries wait outside, Be happy and calm.

Dear friend I am sorry, I have been selfish and unkind, Though I have not meant it. My intentions, Even though driving from a deep pit of emotion, Have been selfish. But I hope that you do not feel ill of me, I am but a foolish and simple man, I hungered for something, That I now realise you cannot give me, I hungered to love and be loved, To touch and be touched, To kiss and be kissed, To hold and be held, I know that I should not have expected these things from you I am sorry, But I long for it, I fear that one day I will become a priest, Never knowing what real love is, But still that is no excuse, Angels seem to smile

Who am I? It's a very simple question, So why can't I have an answer? Who am I? Tell me why don't you, who am i? Your ment to be an expert, So who am I? You try to tell me what to eat, wear, read, drink, see, buy and where to go So who am I? I'm ment to fear that person.... why? Why him and not you? Why should i beleive you and not him? Have you not lied to me also? Who are you to tell me who I am? Am i your savior? No? If I'm not your saviour then i must be your destroyer, is that not so? But I do not wish to destroy you, So who am I? Do you really have an answer? If you do I'd be happy to hear it, So if you can tell me

I once met a man who called himself Creation, he told me many things the how's and the whys and showed me many splendours that were around me but the thing that stuck out the most was a picture it was a picture that could never be created because it held something that I would never be able to see, the picture showed an image of me and all of the people I had ever known in one room every person I have ever met was in the picture, family, friends I still knew and those who I had lost contact with, enemies, past loves, strangers, and they surrounded me some sitting, some standing, some laughing some crying, some looming and some who looked vacu

I have walked the paths of many men, And still cannot find myself, Did I loose myself? Or do I still need to find who I am? I feel the drums and await their call, But is it for me? I here the call of the singing bird, Do they sing for me? I smell the oceans that await my arrival, What they wish for me to see. I feel myself harden, Allowing only a small few close, But not to my heart, They who almost get that close I push away, For fear of what they will see, What they will find. So I find myself a path, Walk it's road, Will I find myself? Will I like myself when if I do? We shall see

I see the man sitting there, Sitting without a care, He has need of so few things, He doesn't need money, food, water, He sit's on the bed waiting, For an answer, For a question I can't remember, But I don't ask him to repeat it, I have forgotten how to make him hear, Or to even notice me, He sits their waiting, I can see him at times a glimmer, Glimmer of what was there, Is still here, But I have forgotten how to see it, To call out to it, It is like a ghost in the past, A past I wish to go back to, To stop what I once had is now lost to me, At least not forever I find it, And bring it back to me, So that I can hear and