The Sun Is Following Me
The radiant sun is shining through the trees
filtering its energy upon my head
The radiant sun is following me around
spreading its warmth all over me
Autumn is still hanging on
Forcing winter to take a stand
The full moon shines brightly in my face
Spilling its light all over the place
The winter birds are passing through
singing a song for me and you
Here we are waiting patiently
For the heavens to open up again
Just as I was getting ready to go
The wind strike a tempestuous blow
sending leaves all over the street
And forcing everyone to their knees
Everything starts to make sense
Here I am sitting on the big stage
waiting for the audience to appear
My heart is jolly and I have nothing to fear
People walking around wondering if I am here
Who is really giving the order
I feel like I am growing taller
I need some time to get hold of this link
I am wondering what everyone thinks
Just as I thought about it
A little white dog run up the stage
and rub its body against me then
the ran back to its master
The sun moon and stars are following me
They are shining their light all over me
God is watching over me
And he is protecting me.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2017
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