You Took My.....
You took my empty dreams,
and made it too a song.
With letter and rhymes it learned to grow,
like a rose that grew on the concrete.
You took the saddest songs,
to make a tear.
You took the my smiles,
and made it too 100 butterflies.
They were all different colour, but to
beatiful to smile.
You took bold words,
to make a Martin Luther King speech.
But you took my emotion away.
They all came true!