A warm bright light
That lights in his eyes
Eyes that's filled with hopes and dreams
A warm kind heart
That swells with love and desire
A wonderful soul
Sitting at his desk 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
Or 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 love
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 you 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 writing
At times thinking it may not be good enough
Well honey their perfect to me
The magic that you draw is amazing
I'm the lucky one to know You
With the magic of the moon and stars
How they shine down
They shine apon you
It shows in your drawings
In your kind heart
Your warm soul
You are a warm bright light