Sunday, August 9, 2015


Rolling waves all splashing,
Red roses lay yonder,
Still making me wonder

On these two ways I stand,
Even during thunder,
Red roses lay yonder.

Still striving to be good,
Trying to be stronger,
Even during thunder.

Wherever my heart goes,
Like a restless ranger,
Trying to be stronger.

Looking for beautiful
In the arms of danger,
Like a restless ranger.

I hear angels singing
As I go far closer,
Rolling waves all splashing,
Still making me wonder.
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