I am laying in a field,
my arms act as a shield.
Protecting my eyes from what is coming,
They cover my ears protecting me from the evil lies.
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In Alabama they fall as rain the tears through the sky from your eye..iip.
Not a good idea for the stars to fall. I like them way up there. This is a good poem ashleymarie.
A swaying piece you become lost whilst in reading, very tender poem