Little pieces of glass...
little threads of gold...
lets see wat i can make of them...
as the picture unfold.

A girl dancing...
a bird singing...
the distant sun,
setting on the hill atop.

The life sparkles...
the day aglow
pretty flowers all spread through
on the soft grass.

The trees sway in the wind
and the music spreads...
far and wide, across the landscape
and beyond the trough.

The thread blends in
with the golden sun
the view sparkles thru' the glass
And the picture seems done.

No wait! where is the galore
of fun and of love...
Where is the touch,
of innocence and of beauty.

Lets make the girl smile...
Its different now, isn't it
and let the same smile
blend in with u, to make u smile too.