▲ 0 ▼ June 16, 2016 at 10:29 pm Marianne Bernard says: Having colorful dreams of butterscotch clouds!
The souls of tragedy gently arose
All colors are gone for ever
happiness. Light. Beauty, we have won.
Happiness. Light. Beauty. We have won.
I laugh knowing you read this.
Celebration by pollution; this destroys nature
Having colorful dreams of butterscotch clouds!
The colors that life could be
Colored air floating toward open hearts.
So many prisoners, all set free.