The sound of a Canary finch's song.
Watching clouds cross the heavens.
Simple things, that keep me strong.

A glass half full, not half empty.
Is what I always try to see.
Blessings, life rewards a plenty.

The call of a Raven, is not evil.
Sweet music, to calm me really.
Causing good memory retrieval.

The babble of a brook passing by.
Soothes my soul, relaxing me.
Taking it all in, is a natural high.

Helping to obscure my thoughts.
From evil voices deep within.
While they are taking their shots.

Having to write them in a verse.
To get them off from my mind.
Things, that are at times perverse.

Sharing with my online friends.
A small glimpse of a darker me.
Allowing my psyche to cleanse.

Filling my glass, half full again.
Happy sounds flood into my mind.
Nature's wonders easing my pain.