You held my hand with love
as we strolled down the way
Peripherally, i saw wings up above
nothing said, but all to say
As we strolled down the way
frolicking children flourished the air
Nothing said, but all to say
Engrossed in them as we prepare
Frolicking children flourished the air
not far from my bed
Engrossed in them as we prepare
no longer filled with dread
Not far from my bed
peripherally, i saw wings up above
No longer filled with dread
You held my hand with love
Feb 2, 2012
Feb 2, 2012 at 10:43 PM UTC
You held my hand with love
as we strolled down the way
Peripherally, i saw wings up above
nothing said, but all to say
As we strolled down the way
frolicking children flourished the air
Nothing said, but all to say
Engrossed in them as we prepare
Frolicking children flourished the air
not far from my bed
Engrossed in them as we prepare
no longer filled with dread
Not far from my bed
peripherally, i saw wings up above
No longer filled with dread
You held my hand with love
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