A Sweet Peace by Nigel Barto

In a world of haters
Make-believers
Wannabe us

Stands you

on the corner
of a lullaby
and a happy ending

Smile so soft
Eyes full of truth

In a place of hard
and easy
My soul shifts
just a little

Closer to a sweet peace

Your Snow White beckons
Let me be your kissing Prince
I don't mind a dwarf named Doc
for a chance others dream

I dare to do
Be next to you

In a time of constant chase
Your heart in hand
determines the pace

If to change my world
or set it free
Pick me, pick me
Sweet peace

Pick me




Copyright Nigel Barto