Elf Sternberg

Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now


Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of chine blue
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

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Baby Blue 2001 I feel you, I will miss the gift that you had, and your words will live with in my heart. I’m so turn apart, buy this news. I didn’t know for I have been keeping my nose to my path in life. I came on this man’s journal for personal high with his personal writings, when I got glimpse of what he had written sorrow and aguish over took the hurt within. You will be miss, I’ll cherish thy words the mood of colors that flow from your creative passion and the work between you and your brother. You both fed off each other as brilliant creative minds.

Now I’m left Crying, and pit on the man that slay you to death. Rumors on how, I really don’t care, or need another nightmare to imagine the pain you must of went through. What really matter is, I’m left with tears.

The love that those have of your mind, carry on. With droplets of tears and fears of the nation and world become. I glad your gone for your words won’t be spoil with hatred from such a beautiful man.

Ciao`