
Fall came calling…
Said I am fickle for Summer
I have to admit…
I am

Fall came calling…
Said I am fickle for Summer
I have to admit…
I am

There will be fire…
Maybe we let go till the dross
burn away and the gold appears

I dreamed I saw a crescent moon
and below were red swans swimming
Gliding across the pond behind my house
When I awoke I was standing at the window
The crescent moon seemed to smile at me
and the red swans… well they were there too… I think

I am always dreaming dreams and I always will~I choose to dream~The feeling of lightness can be experienced even in the heaviest of circumstances. I believe that. ~ღ~

~ღ~Smile~ღ~

I remember to never forget…
Wishes and Dreams come true
I have so many to list them all
My most favorite dreams come true
Is You
I remember to never forget this

I’m the artist…
You are the muse
You are bright lights…
Country skies, moonlit nights
But I’m going to love you
Till you start looking back
I’m going to love you

So… Here we go Bluebird
Now what do we do?
Back to the sky?
Shall we fly?
or shall we sit here
Singing… Together?
Here we go

Cherry Season
is so Sweet
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