The stranger is no longer there
but now familiar brown eyes and soul to bare
He came back home a new man for me
So glad the stranger I no longer see

Now he doesn't want to take me down
but let's me be the queen I am and wear my crown

Now he brings light love and hope
and no longer uses alcohol to cope

No longer the liar I use to know
No longer the stranger with fear and woe

So glad the stranger is gone
now my husband is back with me at home
No longer is he a stranger to me
So glad the stranger I no longer see

Baking scented love
Rich in aroma
Outwitting my senses
With chewy bites
Nothing draws me in more
Insisting I partake
Every single time
Same thing happens when I see you

All that is beautiful is not treasure.
All that is broken is not trash .
Ask any broken heart
It will tell
It is beauty that breaks hearts.

The cold embrace,
whispers through the breeze.
Raindrops fall,
the sky’s quiet tears.

from the grey clouds,
the rain starts to pour.
bringing water to life,
awakening the earth once more.


The rain, a sound of comfort.
it is like a song in my ears.
The rain, my source of ease.

The sun has risen,
can you hear?
the songs of the morning birds.

Life begins to wake,
the gentle breeze,
blows softly against the trees.
A lovely view awaits.

The orange sky,
the feeling of life!
a beautiful sunrise it is.

True love,
Who love?
You, love.

Those who are born in night,
Fear the sun.
Those who are born in light,
Fear the sin.
Though, I fear them both,
For I was born amongst the twilight.