A lone flower grows, hoping to be free
Reaching toward the heavens
Embracing the light it sends
Here, safety is free
Life was meant to be
Under the great trees
Guarding natures true beauty
Hidden under the forest's arms
Sheltered against every harm
Sleeping to the song of birds
Pain, is a word unheard.
Here, safety is free
Life was meant to be
Under the great trees
Guarding natures true beauty
Pedals red, like the morning suns ray
Sparkling under the dews spray
Smelling of peace, and light delights
To smell it, is to smell life
Here, safety is free
Life was meant to be
Under the great trees
Guarding natures true beauty
However, not all life is meant to last
All things must come to pass
So with the setting sun
The forest mourns the little one
copywrite Rebecca Lovatt
BECCA YOU HAVE SOME REALLY GREAT STUFF BACK ON THE NING SITE. tRY AND PUT IT OVER HERE SO WE WON'T LOSE IT. I don't know how much time we have ning is vazing out all free cites.
ReplyDeleteWOW, Let me try that again with the lights on. Anyway get what you want to save from your old blogs and post them over here. LOL, BDC
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