A Father’s Dreams

A mother’s tears teach young girls to be sad Because Dad was never the man you thought he was He was never as sweet or as kind He lost his love while searching for a dream he could not remember Father never loved like her like he did a dream Maybe it was hope that…

A Witch’s Farewell

In the morning Before the sun rises My love, you must leave me behind Run to the hills on where the tulips grow in spring There you will find a letter buried beneath the snow It will be the last of its kind For tonight I must pass on to another world Run as far…