By: Bruce Levine

My eye’s on the rainbow
Holding on to dreams
Keeping pace with forever

My time to shine
Simply faded
Holding a near empty glass

Her life is about making money
My life is about making art
What is one without the other?

hidden dreams of glory
soaring over trees
flocks of birds on an august morn

early evening sunsets
pink and orange clouds
holding hands with moonlight