Birthdays are celebrated
all over the world...

Natures Army
The world is my home...

From my window a tree
looms high above the roof...

Inscribed upon my heart
a tattoo of your name...

Total darkness but the small light
Of a candle burning on a glass table...

An aura, the color of honey
glimmers behind tempest clouds...

Breathless anticipation
grows in slow progression...

Artistic moves,
dancers in the air...

Like fine lace
friendships are woven...

Magnolias blossom and bud
sanctified by natures decoration...

Bella luna, reigning queen of the night
whom wolves hail, bringer of waxing light...

I have to tell you what I feel
emotions abundant syrupy and real...