I find it tough to let you go
but somehow have to...

I will break free from this sphere
and will not give into my fears...

White papers hold scent of age
pictures start to fade...

Pretty night she strolls the lonely sky
cuddling stars her perpetual shiny friends...

---------------Love
----------we search for...

Under her blanket
discovery awaits of...

There is a visitor who comes to each home
his unwelcome appearance is not a healthy sign...

If only you can feel Mother Natures grief
you will not strip her of her dignity...

Rumors,
spread like fire...

The delicate morning yawns
awakening the world with her beam...

Before you say goodbye
and walk out the door...

Summer arrives blazing the blue sky
on his path no cloud dares to stand...