And as I offered my gratitude to all my little friends,
they danced to the coming moon.
They danced and sang in sweet song,
to match that of the sweet cherries that touched my palm.
And with eyes closed, I whispered to the beautiful life of the tree
that hugged me gently and guarded me well.
When my prayers were done
I let the grass hold my feet and I walked,
walked through the forest of my dreams.
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they danced to the coming moon.
They danced and sang in sweet song,
to match that of the sweet cherries that touched my palm.
And with eyes closed, I whispered to the beautiful life of the tree
that hugged me gently and guarded me well.
When my prayers were done
I let the grass hold my feet and I walked,
walked through the forest of my dreams.