4 march 2012
Written Small
I dream of the sun
Because I know it always comes back around
I wonder about the flowers
Do they discriminate like we do.?
I hope for rain
That it will always help the flowers grow
I love the moon
It always finds its way through the clouds
I dream of the heart
Because I know it always makes it through
I wonder about the world
Do we always have to discriminate another.?
I hope for love
That it will always help our hearts grow
I love faith
It conquers fear
Where would we be in this world
Without all the stuff we're made of.?
Our dreams, wonders, hopes and love
Floating through the air tonight as well as today
Words that are written small
But always, always appear bigger in action
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