When Cicadas Sing
Cicadas sing sweet lullaby’s Today outside my window First time this year I’ve heard their song In woodsy trees called home The summer winds send sweet perfume Through windows' screen as I write this Honeysuckle, sweetpeas Blow in on summer’s kiss Birds are singing Drinking in the beauty of this place Crickets chirp, cicada’s sing As tears fall down my face For I know someone Who’s leaving Dying in a bed, so cold In a room that has no comforts Of what she once called home Her fragile body’s tired Anytime now her last breath Will take her to off to heaven For her eternal rest Maybe then she’ll hear The sounds, The sounds of God’s most blessed The souls of loved ones Long since passed When cicada’s sing She’ll rest When cicada’s sing She’ll rest….. ©2001 Crow Majik all rights reserved The Cicada’s sang July, 1 2001 Doris Mae Yewell Goff R.I.P We love you, Aunt Dot…. They sang again on July 13, 2005: James Montgomery "Uncle Jimmie" We love you! Written July 1st, 2001 © on Sep 27 2001 06:21 AM PST 0 • 1
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