Dark moments are only dark because we don’t allow the light,

When anguish fills my heart I look for the angel shining bright,

Twas you I saw no doubt as ever so gently you calmed my soul,

My heart became interlaced with a thousand needles of control,

Love is like water from a failing dam as it forces its way inside,

Of this it is true for without you how many nights have I cried,

And now I am here in a place so dark I wonder has the sun died,

My existence won’t be lost to you but to others I will be denied,

I’ve worried so intensely of you the pigment has left the black,

Now I understand the meaning of falling through (into) the crack,

Somehow I feel your earthly presence even when under attack,

My heart so desires my will to be strong enough to make it back,

I’ve heard too many teenagers cry for mama as he passed away,

One held a picture to his chest along with a Dear John he got today,

I saw his teardrops start to fall and offered my hand to quietly pray,

A Beast of Darkness roams the jungle tonight, his feast is in the fray,

As the lifeblood drains from the maimed he will raise his ugly head,

When sunshine pushes darkness from the sky the beast has likely fled,

Angel guardians of ‘prayers answered’ whisper peace into my head,

Without those prayers I would be one of the early morning dead,

Birds will land upon the unseen bodies missed by his fellow men,

Keeping vigil until the soldier’s body is found by his countrymen,

It’s a reminder that once we’ve departed we are but empty skin,

I held a dream in my arms one night, I can’t believe this hell I’m in,

A creature roars or has the beast cried because there is no more?

The sun brings a new beginning they say but many ask “what for?”

Those with a negative nature think what next disaster is in store,

And I wonder how long it’s been since the time I knew as before,

I have no innocence of youth hidden safely away for my return,

Innocence and Santa’s remains are buried beneath napalm’s burn,

Napalm burns away more than life and has scarred me internally,

Yesterday I sifted through napalm’s ash in search of remnants of me,

Machine gun fire has awakened me from a quick escape to you,

I held you briefly in my arms and whispered of my love so true,

Tears have once again filled my eyes in a lonely tribute of love,

Know my angel of Texas dreams, you are the only one I dream of.

The end. For Patti 1969