Another poem - reflections
Singing my way outta bed
Building myself up
Tearing down the old washed out illusions
I climb trees
I sing with the birds
I walk down the streets in my converse's
I smile at the sun
And I laugh with the moon
I love from my heart
With passion for art
I' v e seen and heard a lot
Been there - done that
And what I'v e learned is this
- That in the end few things matters as much
As the attitude you choose
Life might bring you a challenge or two
So you gotta learn how to keep a cool head
You gotta learn how to let your shoulders down
And sing your way outta bed
When the mornings seems anything but bright
Trust your heart
- Everything will be alright