If for all the glee,
And for all the joy,
You again would sail the sea,
And find another buoy.
And that buoy was found,
Upon an emerald land,
Where knowledge fuels the fire,
And Wisdom understands.
For all eternal light,
And nights as black as soot.
You'd probably still wonder,
Where you had been put!
such an awesome read.... your words just play across the tounge with such ease... I just love your style.... Renee'