Thinking of you
I’m sittin’ here in my room, thinkin’ what to do…
I look around thinkin’ what I’m gonna do with all these clues.
I’m wishin’ I had a broom, cuz ma room needs a groom.
I take a look outside so I can take a moment to think…
I look up at the sky and see the moon,
The first thing that comes to ma mind is the color of ma room.
I’m wishin’ it was blue like the color of your eyes,
And I’m prayin’ to god that you would be home soon.
By: Juanita Madrigal
(2014)
