The Power of Picture
His Poem Is A Gift For The World

In the sky, there are billions of stars. They all have a unique light that each one share. They all have beauty in their own way. They all shine according to their strengths. Each one is unique, each one is special. The wind blows in the night, and it makes the stars dance. Their twinkle makes the night bright. When you look at them with your eyes closed, you can see everything that ever happened in your life.

The poet’s wings only made them dance. The wind blew the poet’s wings, He flew in the sky, His poem was beautiful. The poet’s wings made them dance. The poet can reach the moon, and he can feel everything in his life. “They all have a unique light… It makes me fly…” He loved to fly with his wings open. With his poem, he brought beauty to the world, everywhere. They can see the poem in the sky with their eyes closed. He loved every second of his life. He dreamed of flying in the clouds. He loved to fly with his poem in his hands.

We will fly together. We will shine with our own light. We will share our beauty in our own way. We will dance, and we will be unique.






