You are the winter's day, caught in these words we pray, you are a falling star. You fall in plumes of mist - you fade and yet persist you are a falling star. We dream we, left behind - our hopes our hearts are blind you are a falling star. You flew you saw the sky - we know you dared to try you are a falling star. You feel no cold, no winter's chill - we lift our words, for yours are still you are a falling star. We weep, we mourn the winter's day - your souls are lifted as we pray you are a falling star. "make a wish"
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
In memoriam...
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