Where The Black Birds Sleep
Where The Black Birds Sleep
Bird's fly on high in the mighty winds
winds that blow night and day.
What a journey they will have to face,
I am a oak tree where they sleep
hiding in my dark leaves.
dangle a sigh from the crying eyes
of the bumble bee's,
The cold weary night never spoke
but the sound of thunder made
everyone wounder what will happen next.
Groups for an attempt to set an scheme
to hurt their loyal friends,
the night is cold with crying eyes again.
I Am an oak tree; you keep cutting on me,
I know you can break my branches,
but you will never break me.
Shaking my limbs, make me sway
but nothing will break my faith,
My roots are to stronger,
don't you see?
I grown stronger in the light
your dark winds don't scare me
You will never cut me down deep
The maker of me is watching over.
I'm that little seed that is planted by water
my roots grown deep and strong,
I endure so much of this world beating on me.
I'm so much stronger then ever before
I'm that beautiful tree God planted by water,
You will never break me.
Lilly Emery
Poetic Lilly Emery
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