~*~
'With delicate beauty; she smiled upon the sunlit day.
The sky, emitted a soft blue glow. The Rhine twinkled as ripples flow.
The children sing a joyous cry
"The bitter cold has gone away, now we can go outside and play!"
Once again she lay; smiling upon the sunlit day,
whispering softly-
"A spectacle, isn't it sister May?"
~*~
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Melody Of The Mind
Literatura FaktuSomeone once told me, that stories are simply lyrics without music. But I believe the way words deliver their own meaning is what gives them their sweet melody.
