How do I put into words my feelings?
Feeling which have many a meaning.

I feel like a little bird souring high in the sky,
Speaking to the clouds and saying ‘hi!’

I feel like a butterfly spreading its wings,
And comparing its colors with so many things.

I feel like a humming bird fluttering its wings,
To accompany the melodious song that it sings.

I feel like a bud of a rose drenched in the early morning dew,
Feelings are so many but words so few.

What is it that makes me write like this?
Is it just those few moments? Moments that I miss.

Moments at which I wish the world would stop and freeze,
Giving me a happy and pleasant look at life like I please.