Thursday, 8 January 2015

There is hope

The sun will rise and shine its beams
upon the fishes in the river streams
The breeze will dance and caress your cheek
whilst the birds out of there nests will peak
There will be laughter, song and happiness
All the sorrows felt before so meaningless
You'll see there is no need to elope
turn your face to the sky - there is hope

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