Jul 13, 2004 00:43
To The Distant Goddess (part 2)
Ever there to comfort me
Bringing joy with the touch of your hand
I am glad you came to be
To grace this land
Very lovely and elegant is thy walk
Born to always grace Earth
Your tongue flows with grace when you speak
God blessed with your birth
Endless is the joy you bring
Winter can bring the cold
But you return with the spring
And I would not trade you for all the gold
Rain unto me your tears
I will comfort you with my soul
I will care for you for all the years
For you make me complete
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this won my some rewards