We are still figuring out how to breathe,
In a world, where the air is mostly made of concrete.

You are Loved, whether you know this or not.
You are Loved, the Good Lord loves you much.
You are Loved, and there are many that love you.
You are Special , and this is quite true as well .
You are Special, and many people feel this way.
For it is easy to see just how truly Special you are.
You are needed, and there are many that need you.
For your Great works reveal themselves right here.
For your beautiful and wonderful poetry touches Us.

You came on my piano
Like black and white
Cupped mornings of joy

If I’m
Dreaming of you
Everyday
Actively