Gentle
Gently the wind blows
My feeling float upon it
Quietly the water flows
My thoughts drift on the current.
Tenderly the moon glows
My memories flash below it
Softly the rain falls
My tears hide amongst it
Easily the seasons change
My life moves with them
Brightly the sun shines
My future grows with it.
Copyright © Sarah Fraser | Year Posted 2006
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