Your head lies on the pillow
Visions in your eyes
A varitable wonderland of sorts
Is what will be surmised
Light is what you see
Gold is what you know
My dear these are, these are
The dafodils of purity
The Marigolds of Harvest
The plains of amber and honey wine
This is your dream world
Population you
This is your vision of imagination
And of what your mind can do
This is what is said
From Me to you my daughter
Close your eyes and I'll let you know
That we both love you
Author notes
The song mary is singing to her self, and the song that her father had written for her when she was a young child
This is another Faron song
Comments
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It's sweet. So "poetic" (i think it's odd using that term on poetry lol) and smooth. And again your language usage strikes me as just perfect. Great job! I loved it.
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