A reliable source told me that the secret was kept
in the saddle bag of a horse that galloped to where she slept
on a bed of white, curled safe against the cold; her dark hair gracing a pillow white as snow. 107 more words
my last night on calvary, he whispered as he closed his eyes.
only stars in a tear filled sky, an angel by his side.
sleep now, prince, the angel pled, and fold your love in linen white; 142 more words