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