Honey Dust/ Winter's Ground/ Honey/ Oh Little Tree/ My Light.A Poem by Wordless_Prism5 in one, they were small so i put them together.Honey bee on farmers leaf, collecting golden dust, To make a substance so sweet. Don't touch, or they will make a fuss. Oh honey bee, ascend to your home In the trees. -------------------- Winter's Hot snowy ground, And the love that I've found, Make's me fall asleep to its sound, I'm bound. -------------------- Honey Oh golden sweetly Natural taste singing to me purely Honey -------------------- Oh little tree on Mountainside, gleaming like dew in the morning under sky. The clouds are coming, the sky is going, to cry. Now this dream is done, so on we go to another one. Away we fly. -------------------- Smile of daylight, Tears of moonlight, Eyes of Starlight Mind of earth-light, No More. Heart and soul of celestial form Oh Come to Me, Oh Come to Me, In my dreams and drive away from the darkness, My angel of light. © 2021 Wordless_PrismAuthor's Note
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