My Creation

I got to write something

I feel it today

love is all around me,

and I want to play.

Words are my playground

lines are my swings

butterflies stop to say

"how do you do" to me.

Running around in a field

of thoughts and memories

too much to say

understand by playing with me.

Best friends I shoot for

at night we look at stars

making up lullaby's

writing bars.