Dream

My dream floated by today
only to run away
It came back a little later
just to smile and wave
Funny thing with dreams
they tend to come and go
and if we wait to grab them,
well then, we will never know.

Shards

I saw a broken heart today
laying on the floor.
In tiny little pieces
scattered by the door.
It had lost its shimmer
It had lost its shine
And with resignation
I realized it was mine.
Not dropped by another
nor thrown away in hate.
But set down gently
then slowly crushed by pain.
Such a heavy burden
these shards that I now see.
Such a pitiful end for a heart
that once seemed complete.

See

I wish I could gather up all the people of the world
and let them see through only one pair of eyes.
I wonder if then, they would come to realize.
We all hate, we all love.
We all hurt, we all bleed.
That difference is merely a word
which we use to describe others than ourselves.
We are all born and we all die.
We all live and we all question why.
What a magical place this world would be
if we could all see through each others eyes.