Walk softly
Walk softly
Across dove feathered paths
Over sea shells
Made of sand
Let the bells ring
Loud though sometimes quiet
Walk softly
Oh, walk softly
Over the broken glass we lay
And across this fire
Made from our anger
Walk softly
With hard thumps
Through crisp fall leafs
On a child’s whispered dreams
Yes, walk slowly
Over these flower petals
They are my soul
Made so much of my yesterdays
It may hurt
Oh beautiful dancer
Dance flowingly
Through our hearts made of paper
Yes walk softly
But let the bells ring
Loud though sometimes quiet
Thursday, November 6, 2008
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