By kate Date: 24 October 1998
It's the morning, And you're smiling as God-perhaps stuck in the 80's paints the sky hot-pink. Yesterday's forgotten- for that I nearly love you -for I need a starting over . . . need to hold hands with the sun this morning. To shine with it so intensely burning all my hurt away. To warm the cold hearts chilling the world and teach them to smile To embrace all around me for all that it is and all that it makes me.