I draw myself a picture in my mind
Of an angel without wings
That's frequently kind
I dream myself an island
Where the wind will never blow
Where the sun will whisper
That the rain will have to go
While it draws a lovely rainbow
And the sky so grey will be hunted away
A million colours of beauty will fill the day
And all the devils in the world
Will change into everlasting pearls
Every war will sink into the ground
Every speech will change into a sound
Into a sweet poem out of time
Everybody will forget what he just said
Everybody will do not but smile
(That's a great thought,isn't it?)
Eventhough it only lasts for just a while .. *grin*
MayadeBij: | Woensdag, oktober 15, 2003 17:34 |
I like sweetness (sometimes) and yes, that's a pretty pretty thought. kus! | |
Auteur: Shining Star | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 15 oktober 2003 | ||
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