sweethart7's blog

What is love?
Is it a blazing fire in your heart?
Or is it an instant thing?
Does it start with friendship?

Is love something sweet you say?
Is it something you give?
Is it all kisses and hugs?
Or maybe something more?

Does it last forever?
Or maybe just a few days?
Does a sweet wind cradle you for it?
Or does It grow and bloom, not unlike a rose?

I stand In the warm beach sand,
I watch the tides ebb and flow.
I see all of the people here,
Making foot prints as the go.

I see each laughing child.
I smile at each passing friend.
I see each footprint made.
And I cry when it all must end.

I wish I could go with them.
Each and every one.
But instead I get to watch each passing foot print,
Each shadow of the sun.

Pin holes in the cloth of dreams,
Diamonds on jet black silk.
To each star its own legend,
To each its own tale.

Have you ever seen the stars dance at night?
How they shift and join?
Have you seen them glitter and glow.
I have seen them make a little bear.
And the wild bobcat.

I have seen them fall from the sky
I have seen how they wish to touch the earth.

I am the Watcher,
I have seen the sun,
Rise and fall each day.
The moon surface and set.
I sit and watch

Each life flits away.
To me they are like butterflies,
Each one different and yet the same.
I watch each life flit away.

Each life has its own color,
Each life takes its own path,
And then each life is taken.
Taken away so different,
and yet so the same.

I am the Watcher,
I have seen the sun,
Rise and fall each day.
The moon surface and set.
I sit and watch

Each life flits away.
To me they are like butterflies,
Each one different and yet the same.
I watch each life flit away.

Each life has its own color,
Each life takes its own path,
And then each life is taken.
Taken away so different,
and yet so the same.

Prologue