Treasured Dreams
tribal lights reflect the moon,blades of grass long in june
day's of hope and nights of wonder
i loath the rain in all it's plunder
eagles soar at mountians side
fear and hope, love and pride
treasured dreams in hearts are filled
false words in time are killed
still motion of light dances above, a fathers praise , a mothers love
i close my eyes and see your face,a treasured dream i can't replace
Copyright © Vincent Gicola | Year Posted 2011
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