Lo Raine

I've had a forestation of happiness planted
Years ago, but like every forest,
It took a while to bloom.
And to bask in the light
On high leaves of pure joy.

An aesthetic plantation
Of green through gold so rich
That I can only imagine it in my dreamland.
And Lorraine I tell you,
I owe great adoration
For pouring wisdom over the seeds of potential growth.
Wisdom always make them bloom more beautifully.

But now I am even greater.
I am the light
And I am able to adrift along this beautiful plantation
That you have had a hand in creating.
Thank you,
My afterglow now outshines adversity.
Negativity yonders afar.

You've always been quite the gardener.