My Lover is a sunflower, wild and free
She smells of a new day, and joy is her seed
She is strong, she is tall, she dances on the breeze
She belongs to my garden, and she Loves me
Inspire Innovate Improve.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
Blossom. Re-blossom. Keep doing it.
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"