Looking up to find myself, I put me away high on a shelf. Behind a picture of you I lost my dignity. It was lacking authority. The rainbows shinning, the sun is smiling, the birds sing me a song. The bees are buzzing the flowers blooming all my fears are gone. Who ever wrote this juxtaposition for got to put me in, my mirror is only two inches wide, and of course it’s not on my side. The rainbows shinning, the sun is smiling, the birds sing me a song. The bees are buzzing the flowers blooming all my fears are gone. I used to think life was dark, but my eyes were closed. There is so much color its all been exposed.