~*Zoey*~
Pristine hands raise up to the skies..
eyes of warmth do shine..
Burning tresses fall and blow..
in magic ex-ta-see!
Even as the tears do fall
she smiles bold and bright..
watching always watching..
in hopes of happiness to shine..
Happiness grows in the heart..
in the soul and eyes it shines..
and as long as you know someone loves you..
the mirror of time.. will never crack and shatter..
little words.. simplicity..
the words they call and fade..
often running from the truth..
a worlds cruel facade..
looking up and all along..
eyes searching helplessly..
look to me my little friend..
I am there for you..
like the raven..
wings rise it up..
like the phoenix.. arisen a new..
never yield into the pain..
look now, I tell this true..
alwaus look into yourself..
and to those you call dearest friend..
for in the end.. the beginning the day..
friendship never dies..
~Gina N. 2005®