Stupidity is my best quality
at least I have a thing to be proud of...

My hope
you ever there...

Joy
seeing a star...

Loving
feeling the wind...

Loving
seeing a star...

Written around 8 syllables per line
With every single note that plays...

Soft scents penetrating
so deep soft and strong...

Seeing and hoping
praying and smiling...

Written around 8 or 9 syllables per line
Hair as golden strings of a harp...

Fragile
weak,sweet and soft...

Silence
no words spoken...

Summer
joyful sunshines...