sarah's Arty Dreams

~Her hair hangs in bouncing red curls ~
~Her eyes the mirror image of my own ~
~Her smile absorbs the sunshine ~
~then reflects it warmly back ~
~I can hold her and I can touch her ~
~and hear her laugh. ~
~We play and dance ~
~but only while I sleep.~




~It's a painful gift ~
~that He gives me during the night ~
~There she is mine alone ~
~but I long to show her ~
~and share her ~
~ with the world.~


~I search desperately for an answer~
~Will she ever be real in my life?~
~Or live only there in my dreams~
~this beautiful, Angel daughter of mine.~



* Pictures and Poems (c) Cass M.*

This poem was written by a wonderful friend of mine named Cass. The pictures are also by Cass. She has always been someone I look up to, being such a talented little lady. Cass is not living in the same city that I am anymore, but when I think about Cass, I still can hear her talking so calmly to her son when he would get in trouble. (something that I try to do with my girls, but don't always succeed.) I hope you like the way this turned out Cass....