I dreamt you were here with me last nightyou covered my heart with blankets so whiteand you laid next to me—right here by my sidehumming a hymn of a childhood that died.In the morning I sensed you were here in my roomhand in hand we recounted a life that had...
L👀k what I’ve been cookin’ in my creative kitchen 🔥 Watercolors and poetry in windows 🎨 A winning combination 🏆 New Kira’s Art will be posted in my Shop soon | Sunday at the Studio
It’s a gray day, gray day,I want to sing, I want to play,I want to swing, I want to sway,I want to splash in ocean spray—I do not need the sun or raysto be happy, light and gay—Oh, gray day, gray day,stay awhile then slip away. יום אפור, יום אפוראני רוצה לשיר, אני...