have you seen the flowers breaking through the dawn
rising from there beds as they begin to yawn
standing up so proudly to face another day
showing of there splendour to make life bright and gay
giving off a scent growing wild and free
growing there so proudly for all of us to see.

life it is a journey that dosent have an end
a long and winding road with a curve on every bend
a journey we must travel a journey we must take
a road that has decisions  ones that we must make
we must travel forward each and everyday
the paths we have to take are there along the way
it is a rocky climb life has made it so
where our journey ends we never really know

i like too watch the badger roaming through the night
with his furry coat with colors black and white
such a lovely creature so beautiful to see
wandering through the fields so very wild and free
underneath the moon shining oh so bright
just to watch the badger brings me such delight
he  never seems to rush he takes it nice and slow
this creature of the night gives life such a glow

there was a little pixie he lived in the wood
he was very happy and he was always good
he had bright green suit as green as green can be
always bright and cheerful a happy chap was he
oneday in the woods while sat down by a pond
he heard a little cry coming from beyond
he strolled along the forest and climbed up in a tree
where the noise was coming from he could plainly see
he saw a little bird who had fallen from his nest
and landed on the floor where he came to rest
the poor chick was crying and clearly in distress
his feathers they were ***** and he was such a mess
the pixie said dont worry i will do my best
i will climb the tree he said and put you in your nest
pixie took him home to where the chick should be
high up the branches to his home up in the tree.

i walked through the wilderness in my dream one night
there i saw a star shining oh so bright
while following the star through a path of sand
i saw a lonley figure who took me bye the hand
he said would take me to a land so free
and that maybe oneday thats where i would be
it was very peaceful with angels all around
so very very quiet you couldnt hear a sound
everything was white whiter than the snow
but i know that oneday this is where ill go

theres a big white owl he sits up on a fence
surrounded by the woodland so very thick and dense
with his eyes so big and a head that spins around
sitting there so quietly he dosent make a sound
he can see for miles when he begins to fly
flying there so gracefully as he hovers in the sky
waiting for his chance to move in for the ****
hovering so gently in the night so still.

we should thank our mum for giving us our birth
who carried us inside then placed up on the earth
then she at raise us and be our guiding light
and read us bedtime stories so we could sleep at night
she was always there when ever things went wrong
to guide us through the bad times with her love so strong
so we should thank her dearly our best friend and our chum
thank her for just being there and thank her for being mum