It’s a little bit funny
With art there is no rush
‘Love notes’
The way we were is still the way we are
You can draw a line but a line can draw you
The door to improvement is a jar,open it wider
Purple chair red door open to view
Silence pitter-patter
It’s a little bit funny with art there is no rush
With fierce in the foreground looking like basil brush
I like the purple chair
If you wait to blog your mind does fog
Writing is sunshine do it in your own time
It’s a little bit funny with art there is no rush
In our expressions we realise who we are only through the effort of expression
Who we are who we are becoming
Time up
Leaving the the purple chair
Green to go
Epiphany.