Sandy Zentgraf

Copyright Michael Coatesworth

Last revised: September 21, 2006

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Sandy Zentgraf

Silver Wings

Above the clouds, I felt deep with in my heart and soul,
A thought of God's beauty in the skies hardly untold.
Above the clouds, I looked past those silver wings,
Looking out the window, I saw no sight of spring.

I saw silver wings glistening as I was in the skies,
At last the thought of peace and no worries, had I.
Beyond the silver wings, mountains capped with snow,
Across the blue skies, those silver wings just glowed.

The white clouds moved slowly by the window pane,
My trip to get away to relax and play a few games.
A young pilot gave a smile, as I walked up the steps,
Some great memories of a trip that I will not forget.

Sandy Zentgraf February 1999

http://home.earthlink.net/~sandysstudio

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"My Heart Will Go On"

There are sometimes I feel that I am so alone,
However each new day does set a new tone.
We must learn to deal with what comes our way,
It seems so hard even for me, to know what to say.

Some days it feels like I do not know where to begin,
"My Heart Will Go On", even when my patience is thin.
Some days of turmoil seem to just keep going on,
However the depth of my love will be so strong.

I know that there are angels watching you and me,
Their songs are of love, you can listen and see.
We are surrounded with love by friends we met,
So many that were strangers on the Internet.

There must be good days ahead for all that care,
I'll keep on writing and all that I have to share.
Some day there must be some peace for you and me,
I hope be happy again, and maybe shout with glee.

My love and always with pen in hand, Sandy

http://home.earthlink.net/~sandysstudio

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Today a special letter came my way,
Your special thoughts just made my day.

I wanted to reach out and touch your hand,
Even though you were far away in another land.

I could not wait to return to your special place,
Just to see the precious smile on your face.

Then I listened to the music you had playing,
Suddenly you spoke and I heard what you were saying.
Love and thank you for sharing your world.

Always pen in hand, In love, Sandy

http://home.earthlink.net/~sandysstudio

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