Trying to paint a picture through my words,
An empty canvas to throw colors at,
I try to fill it with trees and birds.
Sitting with an out of tune guitar,
Here I am, an unlikely singer,
Hoping that the newly found harmony,
Lasts a little while longer.
Absorbing the silence of the sky,
and the darkness of the clouds passing by,
Embracing the loneliness with gratitude,
I celebrate another year of solitude.
