A million tiny dreams Have fallen between My hands Fragile and emotion-filled I have failed to reach many dreams Tiny blessings Wash over me Cleansing my soul Anoint me with sacred oil Take a candle Light it and say a Prayer for me For God has plans For me I have Not yet grasped But to help others Was always one of dreams A million tiny blessings Collect in my heart As I reconcile With my innner demons Surivial instinct In sleep mode So I sing a little son of praise © Jessica Brooke 8/22/13
Posted on: Fri, 23 Aug 2013 02:33:49 +0000
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