Flowing
Flowing
Flowing softly, the wind blows mild
searching the mountains touching the sky
Breezing across the horizon reborn
Sending a message to all, goodbye
Up on the horizon grow the great peaks
The hills grow hardy and strong
Across the country, doing no wrong
Copyright © Alex Flesh Jr. | Year Posted 2025
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