BPLee

Little Lullaby I wrote last week
Hope you like it
pm me and tell me what you think it's about

Still

In my dreams I see you walking
Softly spoken you're rarely talking
Nature sings to your gentle spirit
Listen closely you just might hear it

The first time I saw you
They said you were gone
So it's up to me to
Write your life's song

That's why I call you Still

In my vision see you living
Humble spirit with no misgivings
Pure as snow your soul is raised
Now with gold is your city paved

I saw you were blue
laying on that table
You wanted to live
But you weren't able

That's why I call you Still