Life is a twisted and rocky path we all must take, and it is with our hearts and souls on a bet for love we all will steak. And when we find the love we have searched for-fore all time. It is as if, for one blinding second we touch the face of the devine. For it is from heaven-on high that love is sent down onto us from up-above. Brought to our heart on the wings of snow-white doves. And when we have that love, we just want too cry, tears of joy and happiness and a breath and lusty sigh. But when we loose those we love, it is felt with a soul-felt pain. And the tears of all the Angels of Heaven fall down apon us like a soft and bitter rain. And we walk within a world of darkness-and pain, doing all that we can to keep us sain, till that one special day that we will find love once again.
done by christine
