Right before the night and before the end of noon...
A Peaceful River
Flowing throughout the valley...
Clouds loom overhead
shapes of clowns and motor boats...
***Inspired by "I Swear" by: John...
(Verse...
Eyes that glisten
Shades of gold...
Birds are singing in the trees,
they hide themselves beneath the leaves...
Dance Of The Fire Flies:
In the pitch black night...
It is short and curved and polished
It is made of strong, flexible yew...
The sky is so dark and moon is so white,
yet they are together every night...
Lightning hits a flowered green,
Pretty flowers can be seen...
Drip-Drop, Drip-Drop,
The rain goes...
As the light of day fills the sky
You see the flowers open one eye...