I can hear the birds sing
see the trees moving...

Mirror on the wall
no blind spots in the corner...

Specific colors
painting a beautiful rainbow...

I know what it is like
to have someone in my life...

The sky is burning
trees are holding strong...

If I can't paint what my eyes see
write how I feel...

Springs blossoms sadly
little Angels have reached the sky...

Clouds are hanging low
grey pillows filled with water...

If only I could see you one last time
enough to hold you tight...

You can see the snow sitting on top of the...
rivers are frozen...

Emotions have a way of taking us for a ride
that is the reason why I keep my pen and tablet...

What has become of me
is a woman dealing with allergies...