Laying in the grassy fields of my home nothing but the creek the trees and the smell of pine that fill's my mind with sudden ease i let it all go to find my missing piece of mind for most of the time we are searching for more but what if all we are doing is letting if go....
she see's it in his eyes the same look he had when he said hold on tight he whispered in the firefly light i'll be back when time will allow take this flower and know that it will live as long as our love will grow and then she see's all this time of regret it time to accept
he sits in a downtown motel looking through the photo's of when they last met kept in a book with silly little love notes one finds it's way he unfolds and read's away once again his heart was filled with warmth and was time to accept
she layed down in a grassy field listening to the birds cherp and the river flow felt the sunny breeze finding hope in a small sanctuary
he walked into a breezy field by the meadow and trees saw her lying there walked over and said "let it be"
Fionnia · Wed Mar 05, 2014 @ 06:35am · 0 Comments |