Look!

We keep changing, we keep evolving, hoping that they would notice.

For so long, I wanted you to see,
What things I have done, things I made be.

I want you to look, notice and stare,
The change, the art, ones I made with care.

Please, I'd love you to take a glance,
The words, the feelings, they all did dance.

Look, look, that's all I ask.
But turning back, seems like such a task.

Will you ever find the art I made?
Or abandoned and lost, soon to fade.

Reviews

[Dina]

"The words, the feelings, they all did dance." This brought tears to my eyes. Beautiful work xx

P.s. I hope she see's some of these.

[Jackie]

Beautiful read and piece of art.