You wore the
blue of the sky, you wore the white of the cloud
You were the
brightest star that made the whole sky proud
Heavens sent the Sirius in you to this earth
With a Midas
touch you rustle thorough the crowd
You faced the
fury of the ocean and storms gave you bout
Tall you
stood on the little feet and came out unbowed.
Dejected are
the grass laden fields, its not the mist, they are crying out aloud,
But forever
they'll find you In the blue of the sky and white of the cloud
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