a sweet moving thought
it takes me back and forth
long memories are sought
to write me up a fort
I am to it all fought.

I am an aircraft
and you are my wings
let sail
together
and the skies
will be our
tales,
love will feel safe
so high it can trail
and time will scale
to an infinite
amount  the stars will feel
pale.
prodigy is ailed.

don't be
scared
when life tells
you to try
it is because it
cares
it wants you
to do best
at everything you dare
without you
life is bare
spare a thought on air
it will fill you up a stare.

you try hard
and you fail
it does  not matter
how much
so long as you have more
to keep you going forth
the world is a your thought
don't give up yet
life's old
only if you say it
cold.

to laugh at defeat
you must sing it
a beat
and evertime its feels
the heat is depleat,
blow trumpet at it
it will hear it
and quit,
the sound to it grit
naturally it'*****.
and when sometimes
you think
you've had enought of it
play it a piano
strict
each note you unhit
will glide it a stitch
truncheon sit and glit.
music does it fit
calm as a mozart huit.
a soprano seis
never felt so bate.

self importance
can be taught
but not
bought.
money stage
but does not phase.
and so it's ace
it is free to pace.

the art i feel
is part of our daily
smart
to do it heart
we must start
realising
light
is part
bright
and part
might
darkeness
to it
guises
and starks
empty comes
out white
the two do not right
speechless is swiped.