Hamilton, Ont. Canada
There is so much to see and do,
So much that turns me on,
Like holding hands by candlelight
And waiting for the dawn.
A love that needs not a condition
But given true and free,
Or seagulls riding on the wind,
Skimming the waves and sea.
Like flowers blooming in the spring,
Their faces whirls of color,
True virtue that comes from the heart
And never asks a dollar.
Like a piano played alone,
As Mozart use to do,
Have music ring inside my head
And leave me feeling blue.
The love that glows on Mothers faces
And shines upon her children,
Paintings that take my breath away
Or leave me quite bewildered.
A shooting star that lets me dream
Or makes a wish come true,
The rain that falls on summer days,
And makes all bright and new.
The lending of a helping hand
To someone who's in need,
Those are the things that turn_me_on,
Good things they are indeed.