Valentine Love Song
Cover me with your beauty sublime;
Stain upon my heart the dying echo of love.
Plant in my bosom the eternal seed of hope
And I'll reap a harvest of fulfilment.
A Grain Of Sand
in the monumental scheme of things
on the beach.
An abstract painting is so much an imitation of life,
Insofar as it does not readily define something,
Or what the artist is really trying to depict,
But on closer examination the trained eye
Who would have thought
That one so young
Would hold on her shoulders
Window Of The Heart
Any new ideas or thoughts lately?
You don't want to tell.Ok, so
You have closed up your mind like a window,
So the rain and the wind could beat on it.
Walking in the shadows of love
Seems always clothed with uncertainty;
Clouded passages and walls that hide
True feelings of the heart