Soaring

I wish there was
a rainbow path
to guide the way -

dreaming of a distant
place where
I'll spend each day...

With a fan from
angels wings
imagination soars...

while I'm waiting and hoping
to walk through
that open door.

Corners

Tall walls
So go away -
Annoying
just another day...

Can't quite seem
to rid the noise -
try to handle it
with poise...

Avoiding
up until the time -
that this is finally
left behind.