There are so many things to write about
And so many beautiful things to see when I go out
I see too many flowers during spring bloom
The sky is so blue,nowhere there's bloom.
I sit down at last and I think just of you
And of all the things you wish me to do
There's no time to waste, be stressed or sad
I rather be smiling and because of you glad.
Life can be so hard so many times
And sometimes nothing I do goes fine
There are so many things to write about
And so many beautiful things to see when I go out.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
