See the universe?
See our moon?
In my verse.
They have nothing on you.
You whisper to the prairie wind.
Coerce it to call my name.
You have the oceans send.
The rain to quench my flame.
Mountain's rise high to meet you.
Only to fail mile by mile.
The suns wishes to be you.
Has taken long ago its smile.
Washing out black turning day from night.
The love bloom crack.
Make everything alight.
For me a lot and them others.
You where born in the realm of Mothers.
Who’s touch is of freedom from worry to care. And everybody knows you will always be there.
Steady steadfast holy and true.
These are just some of the reasons I long to be with you.
Fennigan T 6/8/10
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