May 03


She has blue-green eyes
light brown hair
writting silly rhymes
meant to make people smile
she is innocent
she sees joy in everything
she sings songs of sunshine
she does not see the shadows the sun will bring
only the beauty
she sings and twirls in the rain
letting out all that pure happiness she can't quite contain
she grins like the sun in the moth of May
But she will not always be that way