Distance
I rather kiss each star a kiss goodnight,
Touch the sun that is so bright,
I rather paint across the open earth,
Or watch a sunbeam, dance and rebirth.
I rather watch a moonlit sky, sparkle and gleam,
Spreading happiness, joy, just being free.
I rather be at peace calm and easy,
And feeling the soft sweet breeze.
I rather have fun and laugh out loud,
Even try surfing on a distant cloud,
I rather soar high than fall below,
Why oh why is it so hard letting go?
I rather do all of these things,
Then sitting here being at unease.
I rather be there than here,
Instead of sitting all alone in my little chair.
I rather watch the sky as it sheds a tear
And try comforting my own fears.
I rather succeed
And just be me,
Finding peace and being serene.
{Go Home} Poems: {Aloof}
{A Mother}
{A Walk Through A Park}
{Baywatch Babe*}
{City Sight*}
{Daddy's Girl}
{Dear God,}
{Distance}
{Enough}
{Fatherless at 15}
{Friends}
{God's other Angel*}
{God's Eyes}
{Happy Ending}
{Have Faith}
{Invisible Comfort}
{It's in the way*}
{Late for Work}
{Left}
{Looking Down}
{Lottie}
{Misery}
{My Angel}
{No one Around}
{Path Of Life}
{Rain*}
{Remember Him} {Someone Will Be There}
{Then and Now}
{To Be So Free}
{Travel}
{Turbulence}
{Warning*}
{Waves*}
{Wishing and Waiting*}
{Wrigleyville*}
Stories:
{Brittle P. Nut*}
{Gift of Hope}
{Lindsay's Chimpanzee}
(c) Megan Burns 2004
