Hush your mind…come rest your head

Hush your mind…Come rest your head
She tells herself another story
Another tale that helps her make it through
I’m tempted to say this isn’t so but…
She must tell herself a fairytale to make it through
Someone must listen…so I prepare my heart
One more tale, one more lie, whispers to her soul
I pray she can hear me over the sound of the melody
Hush your mind…Come rest your head

When she sleeps. . .


When she sleeps. . .
I pray for sweetness to surround her like
waves~rainbows~butterflies~angels~flowers
all things good
all things kind

Dreamcatchers dreams

Dreamcatchers dreams
Sea-foam green… Oceans of blue
Your windows never hide
what’s hidden in your soul
I do it all for free
Butterflies kiss your soul
Dreamcatchers dreams
Catch your soul
Hold us close… Hold us close

Make Mistakes

Make Mistakes
You know you will
So come on sweet one
This is not the end
Just a messy start
On an awesome journey
With You

Baby ballerina is hiding somewhere…

Baby ballerina  is hiding somewhere in the corner
Where the shadows wrap around her and
our tortures cannot find her
She will stay there till the shadows become silent
I will try to reach to find her
But baby ballerina is making sense
Of this crazy world, sometimes careless, sometimes cruel
Of the happenstance, all these crazy, silly rules
I am right here waiting patiently, behind you
Should you turn, you will find me
Grow tall, grow strong~baby ballerina