Samedi, le 22 mars 2008

The sun resting on my lap
Its bright face kissing me gently
Where only the shiniest ever lay
Their smile offering
Warmth in welcoming
They don’t ask why
Because they don’t know
As I don’t know
We just lay and smile
In the evergreen surrounding
All is good
And all will ever be good
In my land of lands
The land where I close my eyes
And dance with the brightest star