Photo removed per request of my mother.

Green

So what does it mean to be so green,
To open eyes to bright morning light,
To be born on Earth, believing no sight,
To be part of someone other’s dream?

How does it feel to be unreal,
To lose your soul, no self-control,
To understand life takes its toll,
To be part of someone’s world, surreal.

Sunshiny

Stolen Dreams

Stolen dreams of yesterdays gone
Todays and tomorrows the future’s so long
Sleeping so snug in my warm bed
Visions of tomorrows swim through my head
Peaceful skies for all to see
Love minus hate brings sweet serenity