Miriah
By sidewinder
Miriah.... Miriah..... They call the wind.... Miriah, Somehow that song sticks in my mind, Never letting go.... Touching a special place in my soul, I dreamed... that I had a daughter by that name, Maybe one day... Who knows? You never can tell what fate holds, But somehow you wonder... And dream... I can see her now, Warm.... safe in my arms..... Looking at me with eyes that a child holds, Touching that place which holds only love, Could it be... just my imagination? But... one never knows, Still one can always hope. March 28, 2002 Written March 30th, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 07:41 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 18 • spiritual
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