• My World

    Can you smell the wild roses
    when thir scent got carried away in the breeze,
    while red maples,
    dance high up in the trees?

    Can you see winter sparkle
    with diamonds that glow,
    white angels
    in the snow?

    Can you hear the sound
    of the Northern Lights
    when it waltz throught the sky
    on a starry night?

    Can you touch the tales of magic
    Sorcerers, and faries with wings
    a magical castle
    a place where the birds sing?

    Can you catch the wind
    when it messes up your hair
    or chase cherry blossoms
    twirling fast throught the air?

    Can you come to the ocean
    and find treasures
    that is covered, and full of
    shells, and long white feathers

    Can you dream of the future
    without any mistakes, or any scars on your cheecks
    a perfect built
    staircase without any squeaks?

    Can you feel this world?
    Look at the meadowlarks black ties at their throats
    welcoming you
    with each musical note?

    Well, this is my world, and this is where I belong.