*Snow fell everywhere there
On the church
And on the ground
Such a beautifully painted
Pastel sunrise in the sky
Oh how long to go there
And ride to that little church
In one of those pretty old-fashioned buggies
And horses of brown
Oh I should be lucky
To go everywhere I see in my mind's eye
And in the pictures and paintings I see
Oh but that I had wings of a dove
Then I should fly to those places
The ones I love most
But I do go there in my mind's eye
And watch the snow fall out of the sky*
~Marian~
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 10:04 PM UTC
*Snow fell everywhere there
On the church
And on the ground
Such a beautifully painted
Pastel sunrise in the sky
Oh how long to go there
And ride to that little church
In one of those pretty old-fashioned buggies
And horses of brown
Oh I should be lucky
To go everywhere I see in my mind's eye
And in the pictures and paintings I see
Oh but that I had wings of a dove
Then I should fly to those places
The ones I love most
But I do go there in my mind's eye
And watch the snow fall out of the sky*
~Marian~
