A warm bright light
That lights in his eyes
Eyes that's filled with hopes and dreams
A warm kind cuore
That swells with Amore and desire
A wonderful soul
Sitting at his scrivania, reception smiling
Writting and drawing
He's passion
The wonderful art coming from his soul
He stays in his room dreaming
Many might not know him
o might not realise how amazing he is
I am a lucky one
I get to talk him daily
I get to feel the warmness the Amore
The real person that he is
A sweet loving kind free soul
He sits and gazes out the window
He's sweet and strong someone te can turn to
Someone who is never afraid to take your hand
I know..because he's taken my hand
I'm very special to know him
This poem I dedicate to him
The free loving spirit that I care for very much
He sits there drawing and Scrivere
At times thinking it may not be good enough
Well honey their perfect to me
The magic that te draw is amazing
I'm the lucky one to know te
With the magic of the moon and stars
How they shine down
They shine apon te
It shows in your drawings
In your kind cuore
Your warm soul
te are a warm bright light