Bury me deep, and let me lie,
Beneath the earth, beneath the sky.
That I may lay, in eternal rest,
Close to the things, I love the best.
Take from me then, my present cares.
And all the worry that life ensnares.
Leave me in peace, to take my ease,
And let my Soul dance with the trees.
May you get what you ask
May you get what you ask for... ~peace~ :-)
......................
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
One can only hope, :)
One can only hope, :)
Absolutely beautiful. A
Absolutely beautiful. A wonderful write.
Thankyou, much appreciated.
Thankyou, much appreciated.