I hear the birds chirping, kids squealing, bicycles riding by,
I heard the weatherman on tv...
I hear the sun shining.
I taste Mariah's popsicle as we each take a lick,
I taste fresh strawberries and ice cream...
I taste the sun shining.
I feel the warmth of the rays on my face,
and grass on my barefeet...
I feel the sun shining
I smell new flowers blooming,
and fresh air through the open windows...
I smell the sun shining.
I see the girls' sun painted cheeks,
and shadows on the sidewalks...
I am just beginning to see the full effects of the sun.
The Death Row Support Project; Ray Freeney
2 days ago