The Secret Entrance.

Their is a secret entryway in the wall,
that takes me straight to another floor.
The stairs I walk on are very steep and spiral,
the spiral staircase is made out of wrought iron.

On the top floor I see one small window
and straight across from it a long mirror.
Their is a closet in the room that contains
two dresses, one white and one blue.

Their are footsteps that I hear, they walk back and
forth and follow.
The figure that I see is all dressed in black and hollow.

I hurry up and run to another door in the wall, that takes
me straight down to the floor I was before.

Ballerina Shoes

Poem: Love at First Site

From the first moment I seen you eyes, I fell in love with you.

When I was young I was so in love, my eyes could only see you.
My heart pounded really hard every time I was near you.
Just the smell of your cologne drove me wild,
when you were not in site and made me think of you.
I couldn't hardly wait to be with you.


Your strong arms held me tight, I felt real secure and save inside.
When you gave your pretty smile I was real happy with you.
I waited and waited impatiently to see you again.
It took month after month that I finally got  to be with you again. 
I spoke very little in your mother's tongue.
Our communication was very limited. 
The first year we lived together we had communication problems,
because he did not understand my language and I did not understand his.
 So we sort of guessed what we meant to say.
 But we managed to work it out anyway.

By Gabriele Bales

TIGER

Cabaret Dancer

HELGOLAND

ICEBERG

Poem...............THE FOOL

The Fool             
                                                                                                                                     
A man with a thousand faces leaves no traces.
And a smile can cut a mile.
The women he keeps are plenty and right on hand.
This man is very much in demand.
One snap with his finger and the women will linger.
He knows just what to say and usually gets his way.
He is very  charming indeed and the women he has are intrigued.         
                                                                                                                                            
He is somewhat kind of mistereous and women love to be curious.
No woman knows of one and another.
He must feel like he is undercover.
So he won't be discovered.

By Gabriele Bales

Poem........Mother Love

Mother Love

A Mothers love means being always there,
 to lend an ear or a shoulder.
A Mothers love never judges its book by its  cover
A Mothers love brings joy and peace of mind.
 A Mothers love is sweet and kind.
A Mothers love brings Harmony and tranquil moments.                                            
A Mothers love is positive, reassuring and forgiving.
A Mothers love never lies always tells the truth.
A Mothers love is giving and she always worries.
That's Mother Love