Where the flowers bow across my lap
And leaves grasp the willows tears
Where the stars cling to the unforgiving sky
And the breeze steals the breath of the weak
Where silence covers everything like a blanket
And deep waters hold sweet secrets
Where darkness takes those who have lost their way
And time forgets those it once held dear
Where early morning birds chirp and chatter
And mockingbirds rehearse those songs so sweet
Where mothers hold their children tight
And sing to them sleepy lullabies
Where warm, soft heartbeats echo and reside
And children dream like innocent lambs
Where the warm spring air softly touches a cheek
And the winter makes it all a faded memory
Where the flowers bow across my lap
And leaves grasp the willows tears
Where it once was in the distant past
And is back again in the near future