...From my father.

The only teacher I ever had for what I am..

Happy birthday Dad..!!

...Dreaming with your feet.

On with the dance! Let the joy be unconfined;

No sleep till the morn, when youth and pleasure meet

To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.

                                                         ~ George Gordon

...Is Joy Forever.

She is beautiful

Not for her eyes. Not for her hair.

Not for her delicate skin which is fair.

No, she's beautiful for what she is.

And yet to be painted, such a beauty is.