Where Flowers Grow
There’s a place where flowers grow
And a mark the footprints never show
Where a falling leaf will float on down
To be laid to rest on a hallowed ground
Dew drops glisten at the break of dawn
Darkness fell and then moved on
The love I thought would always stay
Whispered goodbye, and then went away
Copyright © Ernest Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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