I had a spark of imagination last night, and it produced this: Song to Ward Away Fear Don’t Don’t Push me away I don’t want to stray From this sunny atmosphere You With your claws You With your cold With your fog I hold on to the flowers So that their sweet scent Wards you away Don’t claw into my heart You Aren’t welcome there But Love is Always will be So We keep going Sewing with this thread of light Weaving the fabric You Don’t wish to see this We Can overcome you You Are the fear That We banish from Our Hearts Let me know what you think. ^.^
Thanks! I was in a writing trance when I wrote this. (By writing trance I meant I just wrote, and wrote, and wrote, and the ideas just flowed.)
