Seeding Love Come Air
The world is made for stories mine,
Each one coined from the myths of thine.
Overcoming feelings for artful view,
Creating ideas meant for me and you.
Bringing joy, taste, and something more,
Beyond the picture, dreams in the opened door.
A little wild, a spark of play,
Yet steady in control today.
I see myself blazing out to sea,
Knowing this picture is born of me.
Music plays, a sweet lullaby,
Thanking God for His watchful eye.
Before I fly, I tickle my guy,
Grateful for His loving why,
Around the world, Earth, moon, and Sun,
Planting seeds of love for everyone.
Before, after, in air, surroundingly,
My garden of dreams blooming success for thee,
By all means to me.
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