These rhymes
Were designed
To do nothing
But give me Peace.
It’s not what you hear
Or what you see;
It’s what you perceive
That casts the lasting image
Of what life can be.
So the next time
That you get up,
Stand up.
And you might find
You can turn dots to lines.
Paint a picture,
Just use your mind.
It’s easy to be
What you want to be
Just follow the dream
Like it’s your destiny;
Make it a reality.
If it’s your dream
It ought to be.
So next time
Don’t just get up,
Stand up.
See what you want to see,
Turn that dream
Into a reality.