When life flows
In contentment...

Like a glistening pearl, from the eye,
The tear drop slowly slid...

Miss I know that,
Eight times seven...

It could be me
Who could be on TV...

There was a young man named Chris,
Who went to Florida with his kids...

All I can give is love,
Allowing my heart to overflow...

I am a showerhead
Standing tall and firm...

Life's door beckons,
Knock on me...

There was once a world gathering of feet,
Nearly 500 delegates agreed to meet...

Why is nature angry,
Are we her enemy...

In my incompleteness,
Let me find your beauty...

Pain as a dear friend accused
For being caring...