Once more a memory to create, hold

     Oh how the day ending and the night cooling down
the scenery is beautiful. Drinking up the simplicity of
the views. A thought of some drift over me.

      My mind says just let go because the dream is
so real. So fantastic that I feel so good. Almost
cannot believe how amazing the feeling is.

      So yes I give thanks to the chills that race upon
my senses. Taking care of the special requests
presented in my memories.

      Stepping back inside I hope for an answer. I
hope the hunger to know the lessons learned, if
all worked. Oh how I hope for one more time.
To breathe. To feel.

     One more dance. One more hearty laughter.
One more giggle that causes a blush to flash across
my pale face.

     Oh just one more time. A dream. Another day.
Another year.

     Standing beside a mountain, still thoughts
shake as to wondering the grandeur of the how it
was created. Oh how small I am to the scale.

     Still I hope. Still I dream big. Still I love
endlessly.

     Just allow me once more. Just see that one day
I, too, will become someone's hope, someone's
dream. Although I thought I did that already. Long
ago.

     Another day. Another year. One more memory
to hold dear. Just for one more moment to be
a grand memory to hug.

     Close eyes and give thanks to Jehovah as I did,
for my chance.

     Nodding in silence. Yes once I got a moment
to make a memory. I had my turn. Someone else
needs to step up.

     All up to Jehovah if I get one more, a second
chance to make more memories.

     Here. Stand still next to me. Breathe. Hold
tightly to my hand. Dream. Hope. Love.

     A smile that brings tears to my dark blue
eyes. Yes I cried. Boldly I step.

     A memory. One held tightly inside. A smile
I give.

     Giving thanks. One to Jehovah too.