Sunday 27 July 2014

MY LAND:


My land is that place that wears a tender smile,

It´s that green place, where trees play for miles,

Place of gentle raindrops that sobs in happy tears,

My land is that place, where people have no fears.

 

My land is that place, that´s garbed in petal´s blooms,

It´s the place of gentle sighs, whispered by old moons,

It´s my place, within sunshine´s soft & dappled beams,

My land is that place, stitched in earth´s golden seams.

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