Learning life

The birds in the trees chitchat away.

Preaching to there young ones,

To live is a risk but if you do not risk is it really living.

The butterfly's in the air, Circle the flowers in the sun filled sky.

The summer is slowly leaving as the fall slowing flowing.

The music keeps changing the love keeps breaking.

Thinking about the love you miss so much.

And the roses in the garden so red and rosie and beautiful in the sun like.

The blossoms of the cherry trees twisting and twirling in the wind.

As the tired hour creeps upon you, as you drifting asleep.

Thinking if your dreams will be nightmares.

So as you dozed of in to the night and dreams.

Your dreams fading in to wonderful images of love happiness of worth and belonging.

You see flowers clouds of light hearts and rainbows plus horse's down below in the meadow.

Your on cloud nine your cloud for you to own none else.

Your lover is on cloud one. He's the beautiful brown eyed guy of you're dreams.

You  could put one and nine together and make a home on cloud nineteen.

As your life goes on in your dreams.

Your gently waking up from this glorious dream world.

In to the thing you call life but you think of it as a world with no end.

Because even in when you died. It doesn't end.

People still talk about you. Still going on in mourning it never ends.

Your soul is always alive. People believe in person called god.

They teach you to cherish and idolizes god virgin marry and more.

I hate it. Because I don't want people to tell me what I ought be when I grow up.

Isn't it up to me? You silly fool. It is my life you don't own me.

Don't tell me to how run my life. Don't point your finger at me or I'll point you to a mirror.