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Your Blue Eyes

Where does this come from....
Were we educated at some time
And forgotten...
No.. we weren't....

We were royalty of a kind....
Welsh and proud... 
Roman blood we had in us...
From time long past...

Pagan...Yes we were
And proud of the past
But we lost our future 
to churches Lust.

But I have to say
to this very day....
That my mothers song
Fills my every day...

To be happy...and smile and sing
Is my legacy...from times
When we danced at the
Full moon...

Never to think of the past
But feel what is before us....
And sing....As there is
Nothing more important
Than the sunrise....
In a meadow...
On a hill.....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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