A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters

I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface

My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray

Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl

Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules

I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe

Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see

Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete

Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect

Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly