A Freind and Comfort to Me

Tonight I met a new friend

As kind and caring as one can be

There was a special way about her

She became a comfort to me

I haven't the words to describe her

I guess unique and understanding is she

But I do know that in a brief moment

She became a comfort to me

I've no idea where this friendship will go

Or if it has already come to an end

I only know that in my heart

You will always be my friend

Always remember how very special you are

How you make the world a better place to be

At least you did for me that night

You became a comfort to me

It doesn't matter if I ever see you again

For it's in my heart your memory runs free

When I need to I can stop and think of you

And once again you're a comfort to me

By Bart Adams

Words of Wisdom

The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being.

His heart withers if it does not answer another heart.

His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration.

Pearl S. Buck

A Fairy Tale

'Above the shadow is the moon no further than the sun

As I sit under the big willow hoping a Fairy Tale has begun

Giant stars flutter through the sky as graceful as a dove

Hoping the everlasting Elf will find his true love

The wind shoves the Fairy dust around making it a sparkly night

As I fall in love with the Elf and his everlasting life

The sweet falling rain collides on us again

As our lips touch so softly making a Fairy Tale begin

But all the Fairies wonder refusing our desire

Judging every step we take putting out our fire

We will fade from this dark magic this sprinkle in the sky

As we swear upon each other to love until we die

Forgetting the world around me leaving without a trace

I’d do anything to keep the silky motions of your face

The velvet rose brings out the softness in your skin

I want you to hold me forever as we whisper to the wind

Forever is forever with a twinkle in the eye

Hoping the Fairy Tale we made will never ever die

The green leaves and white lilies rush down the falls

We are free from all the thorns and the tall rock walls

Beneath the moon is where the Fairy Tale began

Flying in the air freely hand in hand

Love of silver fire shimmers in our eyes

For the world of free affection is where the Fairy Tale truly lies!

By Jessica C. Galvan