Meadows of Heaven
I close my eyes, the lantern diesThe scent of awakening, wildhoney and dewChildhood games, woods and lakesStreams of silver, toys of olden days
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The flowers of wonder and the hidden treasuresIn the meadow of life, my acre of HeavenA five-year-old winterheart in a place called homeSailing the waves of past
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Rocking chair without a dreamerA wooden swing without laughterSandbox without toy soldiersYuletide without the Flight
Dreambound for life
Flowers wither, treasures stay hiddenUntil I see the 1st star of fall
I fall asleep and see it all:Mother's care and colour of the kites
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