Garnished with Green
The trees garnished with green.
It makes my heart begin to sing.
Even though dark days cover my soul,
Because of Crime and Punishment
I must read for school.
Yet sunshine speaks through the cloudy sky
As it imparts windows of light
And sweet fragrance of hope appear in sight.
It makes my heart begin to sing.
Even though dark days cover my soul,
Because of Crime and Punishment
I must read for school.
Yet sunshine speaks through the cloudy sky
As it imparts windows of light
And sweet fragrance of hope appear in sight.
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Barbie! And thanks for stopping by this little ol' blog! ;)
DeleteThank you, Mother dear!
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