Return to Home Page Return to Poems Index Promises - As evening's sun sinks into hues of crimson clouds, And the first star of the evening appears in the night's sky, Memories of another lifetime flash across my mind -- Promises of another existence before my mortal birth. Faces, people, memories of my former friends Stream gently as the night's first shooting star. - What promises did I make before traveling to this distant land? What old friends will cross my path to become my friends again? Are we not destined to meet each other here below; and renew old friendships from heavens gates before? Our promises to each other draw us 'cross the miles -- Bringing us together to become friends on earth anew. - As the sun fights it's battle with the night and finally succumbs, A multitude of stars appear, revealing friends from long ago. Friends who are yet to travel and those who've come before Gaze on us below -- cheering, crying, pleading for us; As we strive to understand our mission and live true To the love we shared and the promises we made Before. - Marnie L. Pehrson