The Bell It rings for a long time It dings The sound of it Makes me feel happy The essence made out of metal Touches my heart with joy Even if I am lonely It will bring cheer to the air

I loved that sound Ever since I can remember I can feel its power Within the joy I sigh in happiness Forever

I say that it is Not like any bell I know It’s ding Is like a great joy alarm

Fire in my heart Like a burst of ember Scarly missing me Darkness collides But no I say

This is not the great joy That I see everyday No It is not

The great joy that I see Everyday I think deep Thoughts of the world And the darkness Is now gone From here Forever

Full Moon

The wind blew wildly A full moon arose Across the path I run across the breeze Rain pours down Giant oceans of puddles. Crossing over the river. I growl. The sound of my friend calls me. I howl. She doesn’t stop. I ran towards her. The breeze blows wildly. A sudden tornado goes into the distance. Tree leaves drop. Thunder rumbles. I head to my friend. “I was so worried about you,” she says. “I’m sorry,” I told her. She nodded. “It’s fine, but don’t go running off again.”

I crawl under the corner of the cave. I close my eyes. “Wake up,” says my friend. I open my eyes. “What’s wrong?” I ask her. “Nothing. The storm went away,” she says. I look up. It was true. It was gone. I ran outside. “We must find a home,” I told her. She nodded. “Yes.” Soon we would find a home. Someday we would find peace. Someday.