Straight From The Heart
Straight From The Heart
Deep onto deep
Just to take a peak
Longing for quaint laughter
Played in the game here after
Chasing at the moment
Colored mountains
The eye of the late Bob Ross matters
First a mark filtered through do diligence
Climb the ladder of charm
Chase back the Willow of harm
A push to beckon the alarm
Don't stress the mere canopy
Holding things we come at ease
Lift high the radiant eye
Blissful care from the fresh Autumn air
Love for each crispy air