Through misty covered mornings walked, through the hopes that were and the dreams that'll never be. I keep praying as I walk further through the mist hoping to find the clearing, hoping to find the relief I seek. But, to no avail, for the mist thickens and the light fades in the distance. Hard to tell the tears from the rain that has begun to fall. Hard to tell the memories from the dreams that seem to tell all. But, in some lives dreams and memories are the same. In some lives hopes and realities are together the reasons to blame.
 

I know someday I'll find the clearing and touch my memories and hold my dreams. Someday, I'll clear the thicket and kiss my angel and continue towards the light, for the light will show me the way. I can see her now, as if here by me. She'll be standing there waiting as if to say, " Where have you been"? As if to reason that she has been here all along. Waiting, wishing, hoping for a dream she thought gone. Many times in the past I've thought the clearing was right here. But, each of those held nothing but dew covered thickets that surrounded me with my past. That surrounded me with the love that could never last.
 

Now a new day dawns and I continue on. Never waivering in my journey, never forsaking my dreams, never  saying goodbye to what the future could hold. It'll happen one day and all will be well. then I'll be happy, for then and only then will end the strife. I'll know it when I see it for it happens only once in this life.
 
 
 

written by Ronald W. Baldwin
 
 
 
 
 

Thoughts and hopes unsaid. A journey through never and a glance through possibility. A crazy dream of what will never be. A crazy hope that all their realities prove wrong. A nightmarish dream of what assurably will be. Then it'll happen just as all others already see.
 
 
 

But, this is the gloomful me. the one that sees what'll never be. I wait for that other self. The one that touches dreams and kisses hopes. The one who loves only you and knows you love only me.
 
 
 

Can't you feel the waiting done? Can't you see what has to be??  Don't you wait for the one true you? Can't you breathe a sigh as the dreams touch the realities? As you grasp that love which seems to reach towards the sky. But, this unreal thing which fooled you so has driven a wedge there between us. Has stopped the pace that I had stood so long for in wait. Has ruined the hopes for the dreams long wished.
 

But, know I am here. Know I care. When the morning finally shows the way take my hand and turn this way. For it is then that happiness clings to us both.
 
 
 

Written by Ronald W. Baldwin
 
 

A day passes, or is it two? A star shines showing me the way to me and to you.  Tears fall from the heavens like rain. But, I continue my quest for what I never really had.  Lights flicker in the distance as I wipe my brow. Sounds of the night are all around. But, I am alone searching for the only one to show me the way,  to lead me from this darkened night into the brightness of a new day.  Many are along the trail as I stop to rest.  I first  show interest until I realize they aren't the one I long for , not the very best.
 
 
 

Thank you for your kindness, I seem to say. But, I must be once again on my way.  For you see that light just through the breeze?  It is waiting there just for me. With this farewells are over and  I continue on my way.  The sound of an owl, the moan of the thunder and the wolf with its distant howl. I pray through the night as I lay down to rest. Hoping to awake in the morning to the end of this quest. But, when my eyes reopen I realize day is gone forever and night has taken its domain.
 
 
 
 

Another darkened night to trod through. Another distant glimmer of a sky so blue. Another tattered memory of a love so true, another distant prayer of me and of you.   But, this time I think all will be as I wish and the night will give way to the distant promises of day. But, I am about to give up hope as another night fades. Tis morning as I awake expecting to hear the wolves howls and see the moons glow. But, as my eyes open I see a different sight. I  see light as I feel the suns warmth upon these weary bones. I awake then to see you there with arms outstretched. That smile of only you is next and then those long awaited words, "Where have you been"??
 
 
 

written by Ronald W. Baldwin
 
 

Wandering through  lost promises of days done past. Tearing at my heart, a hope I know will never last. A Heavenly being stands before me. Try to see the way to the day that dreams touch promises and prayers are answered with the love that I'll forever hold dear. But, could that day be tomorrow?? Maybe, its today. The demons asked me what price I am willing to pay to realize the coming of "That Day". I mutter that no price is to steep to show me the way.
 
 
 

Then continue on, they appear to say. I'd sell me my soul if that is what I was asked to pay!!!!!!!! A realm where I'm not. A nightmare of what I still haven't got. Makes me wanna give it all up. Give it all to the past where it belongs. But, then a smile, a twinkle of an eye and I know where I am and realize I am one very lucky guy.
 
 

So take my hand sweet dreams and lead me the way. To that other time, that other place. Where noone meets failure. Where all know the way. Show me sweet lord how to reach her. Show me the way to "That Day".
 
 
 

Written by Ronald W. Baldwin
 
 
 
 

Angel of fate take my hand. This is the way, it says to me. For you to see what your life would be.  I view me with a beautiful lady of passion, of wonder and marvel unspoken. But, also I view my misery. A misery noone understands in this other realm. A misery that is controlled by a longing. A misery which is nothing but sadness untold. In this dreamworld I view others asking why the sadness. Why the frowns? I mean shouldn't it be happiness all around??  I reply with tear stained words of a wish of what I don't have.
 
 
 

True, I am sure of her beauty and wonder. True, I am sure of who they are. But, true as well they aren't my one true love, not my Lisa. Yes, but clouds subside and they care. Clouds do not subside but rather simply move aside for clouds anew. Tears cloud this dream as I speak to a picture of me and of you. "They are not true, not my life's hopes and dreams", I say. "God, Lisa, they are just not you"!!!!! Window closed to this other world. Head spinning as if in a whirl. Back to now and who I am.
 
 
 

Angel of Fate speaks; " no matter the sadness, no matter the rain, no matter the tears that make your heart one sad dream of another yesterday". "She is meant for you and you for her". Don't even try to fight it. Hopeless to try to slow it. It'll happen when it happens. Just wait and it'll be!!!!
 
 
 

So Lisa, no matter who comes my way until that day; I'll simply say; " wonderful as you are, great beauty and all. I'd rather be alone for they're just "Not You"!!!!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 

Written by Ronald W. Baldwin
 
 
 
 
 

A late night walk through early morning promises. A glance towards the midnight sky and all the hopes and all the dreams I could possibility try. A Dream of you and of I. But, tis not to be for the storm clouds roll in from the fierce, violent sea. I wait and I wait for the messenger to show the way out from this deadly sea. To show the way to paradise. To show the way to you and to me.
 
 
 

Seagulls sing in the late night breeze. Voices carry through the trees. The fallen leaves tell "Of Dreams and Promises". Promises not to be kept and Dreams yet to be dreamt.  I awake and glance to the sky. Wondering what it is that just catches my eye.  It's a vision of another day. One far far away. A day where its just you and I walking alone looking as one towards the darkened night sky.
 
 
 

Waves crash to the shore. As I take your hand, its as if I'm opening  another door. A door from alone to a new place that both you and I belong. A door to a Hope and to a vision of another reality. This new world consists simply "Of Dreams and Promises" and nothing else. This new world consists simply of who we are and who we're to be. Casting all the heartaches out to sea.  Listening and enjoying the gulls as they sing.
 
 
 

As if to us they speak. A song simply composed "Of Dreams and Promises". A song comprised of your smile and your laugh and that certain something that makes you who you are.
 
 
 
 
 

Written by Ronald W. Baldwin
 
 
 
 

If Only I could've been a brighter light. If only I could've held the answers to all that was right. If only I could've shown the way to the brightest stars in a cloudy forgotten night. If Only I'd been dreams come true and the end of all this sadness felt by you, If Only. Just two words that seem to speak so loud. Just two words that echo who I wish i could be!!
 
 
 

Things would be fine!!!! The clouds would part and happiness would abound. Rains would cease, If only. Dreams would become real, If Only. Your sadness would be gone, If Only. If Only I could see your face and say I love you and you happy to love me too. Then all the answers we'd have. If Only!!!!!
 
 
 

Written by Ronald W. Baldwin