Wandering to a place of serenity. To a place never heard of, nor tred upon. ![]() Speak free, and be me. ![]() Like water does a stream... ![]() Through my hair, with the sweet smell Of the after-rain and a tint of honeydew. ![]() Of luscious and God- Breathed fruit As grapes, and strawberries, So sweet and delicious growing in their beauty and splendor... ![]() Gleaming dew upon their faes. ![]() And the leaves trembling with the breeze.. And the sun beaming with its warm golden rays upon the rushing stream... as I hold up my dress and run splashing in the crystal waters... Dancing and twirling around and around in the fields of dandilions and buttercups..... Laughing and giggling like once as a child I fear no more For its just me and myself.. ![]()
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