blacK solitude

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Just came back from Choir. Eaten my dinner and im realllly full. Been looking at my 2005 calender....and I realised that I did not really know many people's birthdate...sigh. I'm a real birthdate freak, so I mighta go on a collecting spree again....

Choir today was...well...I don't actually know... I kept getting criticized, but oh well. I think I can take that...( hope so) I must! I mean, if I can't even take this meagre thing then what about other things? Gambadeh! Grace! ( that's me, that's me)

So far, on my calender, there are only four birthdates in January...hmm....
Not commenting in fear of depressing myself again. Hope everyone is happy....
I kinda think i pissed Sharon off....sigh, sorry.
Might wanna employ Galen to cheer her up....

Now, let's all cheer up.

I dream

I dream, Of waterfalls,
Casading down great walls of cold rocks.
Their clear waters flowing into the spring,
Refreshing, Calm and magnificent,
And oh! How the waves crash down,
Sounds of the water that calms souls.
And, the picture it paints,
Just flowing down, with plants dotting the background....
A place where the soul is living.

I dream, Of plains,
Large plains of grasses, their flowers
adding colour to the scene.
Wide, Green, and marvelous,
And, the smell of the beautiful flowers,
Just makes you fall into a never-ending sleep.
And, the scene it depicts,
The wide field, with the endless blue sky....
Heaven to the living.

I dream, Of a forest,
Where the mistical force keeps you spellbound.
A place where adventure is,
Where faries, gnomes, and other fairyfolk prowl.
And the huge trees, with branches
that covers the sky,
Letting small beams of sunlight through.
Leading me into fairyland,
A place of it's own.

I dream, Of legends,
that no one have heard of before.
Of places that is a mystery to all.
Even if the dreams are impossible,
I still dream. Dream dreams never dreamt of before.
Dream of a wonderful place,
Dream of a world of my own.

Genbeigot De Lavonia

Hmm...how's the poem? I think it's a little weird, but oh wellz, it's specially for Sharon. Dun ever stop dreaming, gal!
Sorry 'bout the ending though. Really couldnt find a nice way to end it....

sharon was alone 8:25 PM

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