Protection

by the drangons light

on this torito night

i conjer thee to give me might

by the power of hee

i call to thee

to protect all that srounds me

so mote it be

so mote it be

Love poem

Somethings can be true.

But not always to you.

People say that love.

Will one day fly like a dove.

But when I am sad.

You fell all bad.

I try and try.

When you say goodbye.

But that's the way it must be.

Between you and me.

Red Ruby