A monument to the gardeners friend,
The one who is busy from dawn to dusk,
Buzzing between the flower beds in shifts,
Working hard all day long,
Who helps the garden along,
With his buzzing wings singing a song,
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Following A Path
Do you follow the path, Of the one that leads, To see them trip and fall, To laugh and mock, As they rise from the floor, The ground they ha...
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I heard the songs of Christmas, The spirit began to rise, Trees began to appear, Christmas lights lit the sky at night, Carol singers singin... -
The full moon played with the mind, Emotions overwhelming, Like the tides, Waves and waves washed over one, Dreams and visions become undone... -
She led me by the hand, Under the mistletoe branch, To whisper softly, The words I longed to hear, Drowning in the deep blue of her eyes, I ...
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