A Good Day
Sipping on sun shineswaying in the breeze
let the wind carry me where ever I please
trickle down the stone path
trwil around the ben
stay out to dance with fire flies
and never come back in
whishing on a shooting star
howling at the moon
dreaming by a bubble brook on a sunday afternoon
climbing in the tree tops
soaring through the clouds
hidding behind a rainbow
shouting very loud
ridding on a leaf top
dancing as the rain drops
hoping that the good times will never ever stop
crying as the sun sets
kissing the day goodbye
and lifting up a short prayer before I close my eye
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