In a private corner of my garden
Stands a feeding tray...
Magic is nothing more
than, merely, a soul...
Life is a race......
Sometimes we're not in a racing car...
If I could go back in time
and change that river's course...
Love is hope
for those who have none...
To begin,
we slip off our rings...
Squeaky door, dusty floor
Coffee brown curtains...
Who needs devils, demons or Hell?
We are more than capable...
We all have wished,
we lived in a Disney tale...
Inside what seems an eternal day dream...
watching disaster wrestle with peace...
Have you noticed the green of the grass?
How it suffers through the seasons...
Michelangelo looked at a stone,
saw vibrant warrior concealed...