So to I shall be…


Sparrow, sparrow on the breeze.

Sing a song of death to me.

Fly away , fly away with my soul.

A vessel a prison has grown cold.

Mountains crumble for to see,

Death sang a song  duskily.

Sunrise no more.

Innocence in wisdoms shroud.

No sorrow.

No tears.

Sparrow, sparrow on the breeze…

JAH2008

 

 

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