Sing something for me, sing,
while of yours think fly as dandelions.
Sing something for me, sing,
while the rain still rings only for us,
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Lovely... a poem with not just a song but a melody.. very lovely to listen while reading or humming... touching yet very heart-warming... a lively write...
song of life is sung by our pure soul. so sing the song and nature sing four you
I swear I did this morning and it sort of worked, have a nice day birdie fly don't forget to smile :) :) :)
As wonderful as you are.. But can't say which one is more beautiful....your words or is it you? Yes, it's you. :)
'Sing something for me, sing, Or you will be killed from my smile.' Wow, so nice lines! 10++
Four two wing sings air touching tip floats softly your Butterfly.
wanted to set this into music..magical, serene and haunting.What lovely words you ahve painted here.
What would life be without a song? Beautiful write, Tsira. Warm regards, Sandra
'Sing something for me, sing, or you will be killed from my smile.' Last two lines are so moving, I love to add my 10 with it.
This is awesome..now whoever sings for you must really should be killed by your smile as well your miraculous words...a magnificient composition Gul
aww. i love it. killed with a smiled... too bad that's not the cause of all murders. a great write.
It is a great feeling.... sing sing sing for me, liked it, it is wonderful to sit and listen a song on a moon fed night, rain fed day... lovely write.... Rgs Rema
Tsira, if I could sing I would sing a lovely song for you, but alas my voice only croaks like a worn out frog. Wonderful encouraging poem. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
...this sunny song makes so many dandelions bloom around us...let us join tsira in her song and smile...*10*
Merry Christmas to you and thank you for this poem, Tsira..may all good blessings flow your way in the new year.. :)