i'm not gonna lie...

Smaller version... ;-)

She wakes before sunlight with ridiculous dreams...
Someday. Yes, someday they'll come to know her true being...
She uses her pen and hopes faithfulness brings...
Peace for family, friends, and all living things...

Or...

Are some things meant to be that... Just dreams???
Fairytales and blossom trails...
Are they ever really what they seem?
Bubbles pop, rain splatters...
She's ponders the 'Why?'...

Or...

Is it simply the air between us that matters?