She dances on the fields of imagination like the wind, Wild and unbound. A creative soul, Inspiration for all around. She flows like a river, Ever changing, ever new. Embracing each moment, As a flower kisses the dew. She wanders like the clouds, Sometimes dark, sometimes light. Ever exploring, ever seeking, A dream in the constant flight. She is today and tomorrow, A fleeting thought, a timeless song. At once still and stirring, She marches to her own destiny. A child of the earth, Yet belon...

She dances on the fields of imagination like the wind, Wild and unbound. A creative soul, Inspiration for all around. She flows like a river, Ever changing, ever new. Embracing each moment, As a flower kisses the dew. She wanders like the clouds, Sometimes dark, sometimes light. Ever exploring, ever seeking, A dream in the constant flight. She is today and tomorrow, A fleeting thought, a timeless song. At once still and stirring, She marches to her own destiny. A child of the earth, Yet belon...

The birds talk to me In their chirping melody They tell me stories of the sky Of clouds and stars and how they fly They sing to me of freedom and joy Of soaring high and feeling coy They whisper secrets of the wind Of storms and rainbows and where they've been The birds talk to me And I listen with glee They make me smile and wonder why I can't join them in their flight? Igor MarynowskiBoy and his father with bird

The birds talk to me In their chirping melody They tell me stories of the sky Of clouds and stars and how they fly They sing to me of freedom and joy Of soaring high and feeling coy They whisper secrets of the wind Of storms and rainbows and where they've been The birds talk to me And I listen with glee They make me smile and wonder why I can't join them in their flight? Igor MarynowskiBoy and his father with bird

She walks with cheerful steps along, The path that leads to school. She cares not for the gaudy throng, Her mind is serenene and cool. She loves to learn and share her lore, With friends and schoolmates dear. She has a gentle, generous heart That feels for others' tears She finds delight in books and art And nature's varied charms She heeds the voice of conscience smart And shuns the wrongdoer's harms Content with what she has, her own, Vain seeking she'll despise. She shi...

She walks with cheerful steps along, The path that leads to school. She cares not for the gaudy throng, Her mind is serenene and cool. She loves to learn and share her lore, With friends and schoolmates dear. She has a gentle, generous heart That feels for others' tears She finds delight in books and art And nature's varied charms She heeds the voice of conscience smart And shuns the wrongdoer's harms Content with what she has, her own, Vain seeking she'll despise. She shi...