Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Sing with your Heart.

My words are a cry.
My thoughts never lies.
I sing with my heart.
Of love from the start.
Like a warm summer dream.
Or a shining sunbeam.
Like a midnight star in the night.
That shines with bright light.
So these are my words.
Like a flock of white birds.
Of peace and love.
That fly from above.
My heart is my song.
And that will never be wrong.

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