sweet like brandy shot

As i pass by d moving trees,
and a line of sleepy lights that follows me,
beneath sleeps a lake with a dried soul,
and
a lonely flag on that little crooked pole.

I see the tall tower wid a red beam which
never reaches but points d heaven.

and i feel so blessed that ma life's so fine,
ma light aint sleepy oh yeah it kissed with shine.
ma flag post isn't crooked, ma soul's not dry.

because u make ma life so lovablely sweet.
like sugar coated cookies with a brandy shot so neat !!
--- Pal