January's scent still smelling fresh,
Wishes upon wishes crossing over the mesh ,
Wishes upon wishes crossing over the mesh ,
Never too late for me to have this secret dream to fetch,
Hoping one day it will be a dream to hatch,
Oh lets hope all right,
For I will definitely work hard for all I might,
For the coming days I will fight,
Making me happy as the sun's shine its radiant light
Or like the glowing moon in the darkest night.
An artist,
A writer,
A dreamer,
Crying for those dreams to full in my hat
would make me smile like a Cheshire cat,
but yikes!
Tell none to all,
As they might think I am to fall,
Falling far off beyond my rightful call.
Beware now my friends,
For the rightful time will bloom,
Soon.











