I walked in to the night not knowing what was behind or what lay ahead, nor where I was. Scared fearful, I walk alone. As each step was taken, I shrived from the fear never knowing if I could love, yet I felt calm as I went further, I could see colors of blue and red, shades of yellow, bright pinks and pure whites, In front of me stood an angel. She was brighter then the sun, more pure then silk or snow, eyes blue as the midnight sky, voice the sounds of song bird's lingering in my ear. A sleep I thought to my self asleep I might be, Dream this is, only a wish, if possible, I stood, grasped her hand, so soft and beautiful, her hair Ray's of light from the heaven above. In a flash all is dark, alone I am. I now know to try is better then to have never cried, lived nor died....