I see my reflection in the river as I move the lillies all around
As I lay their stretched upon the grassy ground
Reflecting of the beauty of the spirits in the sky
Quietly and peaceful on this earth where I do lie

I am alone with my thoughts and this is good you see
Knowing that their is no one that can chain me when I am free
The birds whistling up over me in the trees above
Filling my heart with wonder and the sense of love

The bald eagle and his majesty can see him swooping up on high
Listening to the winds as in the air he flies
Then contemplate how free he is a majesty in flight
But then now down on the ground I feel the same delight

frances tallboy

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