To Weather the day in a seasons way,
Watching the rain wash sorrows away,
To fall from high above,
Left on the ground alone and lost,
A rainbow shown what has passed,
A new day born with a rising sun,
With seeds that are planted,
Who knows what will grow,
Path of a journey starts with a leading foot,
That step in to the unknown,
With hopes and dreams of what could be,
The tree of life that seed might be,
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| A Seed of Dreams |
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