My mind is a fertile land

It forever yields rainbow flowers

And hairy trees for comfort

Cushion and self rapport

My heart is a borehole

From the depth of my soul

It pumps out love and care

It sprays compassion to the air

My smile is a summer sun

Its rays, warms cold hearts, and

Melts stubborn minds of steel

Also burns those about to steal

I’m a broad landing pad

All sorts do land on me

Worries, aspirations and ideas

And they leave with clear ideals