The first April drops
Start to fall from shadowed skies...

Winds of affection
Blow a gently breeze across...

In a magical place far far away
Where fairies, pixies and unicorns play...

Moving softly through the night
Smiling now her goals in sight...

The air feels warm with tension
As we come to the end of day...

The candles flicker, softly gently
Bathing your voice in a soft warm glow...

Cupid was always picking on me
And shooting his arrows awry...

Once upon a time
Is where it all began...

Thundering down the mountain side
So powerful yet so beautiful...

My nan passed away last night. the 21st of January...
And i feel so lost...

Night
Is when...

They always say life isn't fair
And I've found out that it's true...