Winters lace adorns the windowpane… Crisp snow crunches underfoot a trail of crimson spots lead to the winter wood

Inside the flower the nectar is sweet The bee is entranced her reverie deep She lights on the roses

Slave girl unchained yesterday Sings an unchained melody Freedom tastes so honey sweet Drummers rock a drumming beat She is breathing freedoms air

I catch the scent of roses Jasmine and dark amber You perfume the very air as you walk with a serpents grace

My blue desigual dress is a flirty girl with lace at her hem She’s queenly with gold lettering

sky captured flower essence of the summer sun dancing in the fields

the acrobats fly the clown is watching below his heart is singing

It was a crisp Autumn day I jumped upon the bus The driver trapped me in the doors even though I made a fuss He sat and watched me struggle

Love’s a light they say But I in darkness stay I pull the curtains close No crack of light To penetrate the dark

icecream and chocolate our remembered childhood treats give up dieting

old bear is waking blinking in the light of dawn he seeks sweet berries

Slavegirl unchained yesterday Sings an unchained melody Freedom tastes so honey sweet Dancers rock a drumming beat She is breathing freedoms air

The angels of the abyss have midnight wings Their celestial sisters are white and pearl Why are my wings

Spring came suddenly with a crack of frozen water Breaking the river Roaring like a lion Sliding like a snake