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coal to red dragon

Between the vale, the mountains that surround me,
The grass seems greener though the frost does slightly cover,
The mornings dew, drops as once did the tears from my eyes,
Like the winding trodden path, my life seemed to lead to nowhere,
Now like the mountains tree's, I'm standing tall and strong, 
Where once was trapped, You've opened the gate to pastures New,
Like the collieries, the mines which once was thriving with fuel, 
Now empty inside,lost and abandoned, no fuel to light the fire within,
Now there is fire, fueled from your words, your gentle soul provides, 
You've made me the red dragon, the symbol of hope, strength and pride...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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