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On the west wind she moves Glowing from the mornings sun ambiance Flying on the golden stems that paint the sky She embodies the best of nature and spirit She is the earth’s mother She cares, protects and tends to it Like a rose in a garden Her following blonde hair is the deserts Her deep blue eyes are the oceans of the world Her white pale skin the snow covered mountains And her heart is the Earths inhabitants She stood her grounds when the Gods came She stood her ground when the sky fell She is now old and frail watching as life moves on around her Whilst she must stay still She has served her purpose well No one can deny But now the times come to move on With a nod of her head and a tear in her eye She fades into nothingness But every so often when you feel the breeze upon your cheek Her breath tickles your ear with four words Be happy my child
blueviola121 added this comment 2009-10-17 02:29:16-05:00
This is prety
blueviola121 added this comment 2009-10-17 02:29:16-05:00
This is prety