Friday, February 16, 2007


Dream Variations

To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me-

That is my dream!
To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening...
A tall, slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.

By: Langston Hughes

Today, I want to dedicate this poem to a dear friend of the Bess family. This poem came to mind soon after I heard of her passing around 3am this morning. She's no longer with us in the physical, but she is always in our hearts. Rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice!! all the heavens. Your sister is coming home. We love you. MmmmmmmBBBbbbbaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
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