They tumble in the wind
falling as they go
drifting in the wind
sailing as they go
they are soft as a down willow
and light as a babies sigh
i watch them after dark
dancing in the grass
like stars that fell from the sky
they move with dire
with hearts hot as fire
they love as no others would
They hold a passion of wonder
who would question that which has no end
So into the Night They fly into Twilight
To a Land of Dreams and Hope forever
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 9:40 PM UTC
They tumble in the wind
falling as they go
drifting in the wind
sailing as they go
they are soft as a down willow
and light as a babies sigh
i watch them after dark
dancing in the grass
like stars that fell from the sky
they move with dire
with hearts hot as fire
they love as no others would
They hold a passion of wonder
who would question that which has no end
So into the Night They fly into Twilight
To a Land of Dreams and Hope forever
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