Roses and Dandelions
He sings golden songs
With
a silver tongue,
He
calls me a Rose,
Makes me feel young!
But
I知 not a Rose
Nor
will I ever be
I知
a lowly Dandelion,
Growing strong and free.
~~~~~
I
need no pampering,
No
fancy plots,
I知
happy in meadows
Or on mountaintops.
When
I知 withered and old
I値l
fly far, far away,
Far
over the rainbow
To bloom again, another day.
But
he may call me a Rose
If
he so desires,
For
of his praise
I will never tire.
It
brightens my day,
Touches
my soul
And
I know, after all,
That is his goal.
He
sends his friendship
Across
the miles
With
words that are laced
In wisdom, laughter and smiles.
For
littlebird
Visit littlebird at WHISPERS OF THE HEART
Graphic from Sarah Kay
Midi, Somebody from Dolphin Dreams midis
