Chasing grasshopper, catching fireflies,
skies blue and the sunshine bright,
looking back at my many yesterdays
when the child quickly escaped.
To the hills where flowers grow
and dreams within are on loan,
trading one for another
thankful of sweet earth mother.
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Review the dreams of you
and the story tells the truth,
I am here and you are there
joined by one heavens blue.
From the moment I wake up
till the stars find their place in the sky,
it's both heart and soul that unites
you and I.
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