A drop of rain,
a ray of sun;
a silver moonbeam,
when day is done.
The whisper of trees,
the song of a bird;
the scurrying of feet,
all can be heard.
A walk in the sun,
a bird in the skies;
the song of our hearts,
the blue of your eyes.
The smell of a rose,
the essence of dew;
the coming of dawn,
all remind me of you.
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-08-18 09:45:19
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