Music Breezes

Music Breezes Once I walked in a garden yellow, A soft rain falling on my umbrella, Music breezes filled my ears, And I had tears, I had tears. I was lost, my brother ran and left me, Running from the rain he did flee. I was lost, who would take care of me? I was just three, just three. Soon I heard a sweet sweet voice, My mother calling, comfort noise, Soon I was found and warm and safe, She kissed my face, my little face. One day I was in the garden store, Saw this small stone figure dressed as yore. And ‘tho it was still in cold December, I bought it to remember, I remember.