I am a Girl, when can I live

I am a Girl, when can I live

I am a Girl, when can I live Born as an Angel, always ready to give I grew up a little, little less I gave For the world was teaching to keep some away I grew more, and kept more and more away Little did I notice, my joy was shrinking everyday I thought I

Life a canvas

Life a canvas

I picked up a canvas but didn’t know what to do Suddenly a thought bounced & a part of it was blue A brush here a brush there, joy touched my heart My little hand slipped, putting it all apart I fell on the floor but the Canvas remained high A sudden whisper & I