I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees,,, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves,,, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.
I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest swing.
Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park,,,I asked God who I'm supposed to be. The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.
Now I'm old and feeling grey... I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.
I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell.
I'm ready now, ,,
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