Happily we dance,
that in the cool autumn breeze...

This is for the poets
who's poems go unnoticed...

Our ears hear that of restless trees,
The wind blowing gently on the flowers...

Today we see the dreaded new decree,
lies kept our minds from being all but free...

Her smiles and her laughter
Bring about the memories of a yesterday...

These eyes cast yonder,
this mind that wanders...

Simple as the sky could be,
this peace exists with you and me...

A world shaping around the peace and gall,
A time for triumph, or a grisly fall...

The silent sleeping,
a soul still weeping...

To hold out a hand,
to help someone up...

Everyday the sun creeps up,
the wild of the suburbs...

Leaves brush upon the bark,
as the blue jays sing in melody...