Skies of azure cradle me, As I wander where daisies bloom, Every petal, a memory, In nature’s never-ending room.
With each step, and every sigh, I converse with the wind and tree, In harmony, as time slips by, Lost in nature’s melody.
- Jean Blewett
Skies of azure cradle me, As I wander where daisies bloom, Every petal, a memory, In nature’s never-ending room.
With each step, and every sigh, I converse with the wind and tree, In harmony, as time slips by, Lost in nature’s melody.