Post by Eclipse on Feb 26, 2004 12:56:26 GMT -5
Drift Away
The little girl; how sweet she smiled, flashing her pearly whites.
She danced in Spring’s dewy grass; watched the lily float down the creek.
Sun catches petals, in its essence, twinkl’ng in the light.
The water is so crisp, cool; reflecting the rising moon.
The sun bled crimson from its wound, and then, all was forgotten.
And the little girl doesn’t smile anymore...
The little girl; how sweet she smiled, flashing her pearly whites.
She danced in Spring’s dewy grass; watched the lily float down the creek.
Sun catches petals, in its essence, twinkl’ng in the light.
The water is so crisp, cool; reflecting the rising moon.
The sun bled crimson from its wound, and then, all was forgotten.
And the little girl doesn’t smile anymore...
