🌉 Our Bridge

By Morning Star (Fallen Angel)

Into darkness once again…
but now,
it’s different.

Because I’ve learned to fall—
just a little—
and still rise.
I see what came before
but I am no longer pulled
into its claw.

Now there is a bridge.
Wobbly, yes—
but strong.
Rope and air and trembling hope—
it swings and rocks beneath me.
And yet,
even if I let go…
it holds me.

I can look below
at the pain,
the loss,
the void—
but never again will I fall.

You see,
I built this bridge.
And I know it.

I am still aware
of the deep beneath—
the endless sleep,
the fear.
But I have choice now:
To see, to feel,
or not.

And never again
can I fall in.

Because I built this bridge
for my child within.

She does not live in fear now.
She lives in my arms,
tied into the rope
with threads of love
strong enough for two.

Entwined—together—
this bridge is ours.
It is love.

Yes, the void still yawns below.
But the fear is gone.
This bridge will not break.
It is made from strength
I found one day—
strength that had hidden,
too scared to try,
too scared to climb.

But the woman I became
wove love into it.
And now,
my child can climb.
She walks beside me—
safe.
Dry.
She does not cry now.
She does not hide.

We walk together.
She holds my hand.
Tightly.

The love I have for her—
is the bridge.
It swings.
We laugh.
We play.
It lifts us high above
the dark.

The pain has fallen.
The fear dropped
into the void—
too heavy to carry now.

But joy,
and memory,
and lightness—
they rise with us.

All we have to do
is walk.

This time,
it’s different.

I can look back.
I can look down.
But I cannot fall.

Because I am whole.
Because she is held.
Because our love
is one.

Me and my little girl—
our bridge.

Shine Bright, Our Lovely Mom
In Loving Memory

Shine bright, our love, our guiding light,
Our lovely Mom, who gave us life and hope.
In the laughter of children you helped raise,
We’ll see your joy, your gentle ways.
With every tiny step they take,
Your spirit walks beside their wake.

The brightest star — I’ll see your glow,
As night-time owls begin their show.
Your voice will echo in the breeze,
The rain like tears upon my cheeks.
The magnolia blooms in quiet grace,
Your touch lives on in that sacred space.

Beneath the cherry tree we sit,
Upon the swing your brother built.
A feather drifts — we feel you near,
Your presence soft, your message clear.
The stream begins its healing flow,
Your love renews from down below.
And when the sun warms up our face,
We feel your warmth, your sweet embrace.

When the sun sets, soft and low,
We hear your whispers, feel you close.
When the moon is full and glowing white,
We know you're shining through the night.
And when December brings its snow,
We remember — and never let go.

Of all the love and memories dear,
Of all the ways you made life clear.
The gifts a mother’s heart imparts
Live on in children’s tiny hearts.
Through grandchild’s eyes and baby smiles,
We’ll see you there across the miles.

Living on, in all we do,
Forever, Mom — we carry you.
**

I have swords from every battle
Choose enough to build
High a ladder from the steel
Open up a wall to climb
Open up so hi I climb
Sun is there no wind or rain
Empty out leave the pain
To heal I will once again
On top of mountain lay
Heaven is the chosen place
Everlasting love and space
A life of love and light and hope
Lasts for ever as I will float

Fell Into the Light”

by Morning Star

I have swords from every battle,
Gathered through the years alone—
Blades once swung to guard my silence,
Now they build the path back home.

High I climbed on forged betrayals,
Each lie a rung beneath my feet.
I turned the wounds they left inside me
Into something sharp—and sweet.

I opened walls that held me captive,
Scaled the pain, ignored the fear.
The rain had stopped, the wind fell silent,
No more shadows whisper near.

The mountain waited, still and golden,
Where heaven kissed the edge of sky.
I laid my body down in longing,
Breathed in deep—and let it lie.

The sword slipped from my open fingers,
No more strength, no need to fight.
She’d climbed too far for earth to call her—
She closed her eyes
and flowed
The light awaiting

If i could just be an angel just for one day
id take all the love I have to give and quickly fly away
id hide somewhere no one could find me
then when it was safe id pray
I would fly to a friend who loved me
and in their heart id stay
until at last id not be afraid
to do just what i say
to be able to love completely
without feeling guilty or ill
until the day I'm stronger
to run away to you
ill have to sit and wonder
what it would be like to be free
to be with you
Now 5 years have past and finally im yours at last
My love my life
Im free at last

I try so hard to understand the pictures in my mind
I try so very hard to see what I once left behind
I walk the line in narrow streets
Heavy walls close in on me
I try so hard to do things right
To live a day to sleep a night
My bodies tired my mind is fast
Full of scared an angry past
Full of pain and dread and fear
Wanting to get out of here
I don't know how to make it stop
The feelings of fear the churning knots
the deepest cut inside my soul the angry words
the masks at windows starring in
The sound of footprints closing in
The fear of being dragged within
The fear this time of giving in
Of standing there letting it in
No longer able to fight the din
Clawing at the bridge of rope another door another room
Another evil to consume
Another evil to endure
Same sounds of shadows pass
Same feel of cold and draft
Then the smell like tar pitch black like cariasote you paint a fence
Then darkness and silence your only friend
You wake your body bones an skin crawling flesh that burns within
You shake like snow has fallen hard
So cold so tired and leg bones pull and twist so sharp
My jaw it aches my ears too ringing silence rips you through
Storms over but no escape
Nightmares gone but you never wake
Instead beneath the ice you swim
Always silent closed within
afraid to speak to let it in
Just swim and swim don't scream  don't ever ever let it in

I am the tiny one of four I little imp I was before.
I lived in wolves caves long ago
Where winters frost bit hard
But beauty I glistened loved by snow
Spring days upon the grass I grew
nutured loved and safe with you
The broken child I tried to save
Became a sign I can't be chained
Although the fear of winds and storm
You kept me safe and still and warm.
The fairies whispered in the night
The garden lit by candle light
Another tale a trip to be a signal of enertity
But in the caves deep by the sea they never captured mermaids see
For in the misty deep deep path
Only light shone through the gaps
The day came and she was gone but fairies light my path
For even in the hollow dwell and in the sadness I'm still well
I journeyed far and all around
Got my feet on holy ground
Broken arrow steal hearts
Make it fun and keep it smart
Laughter fills with every turn
Make waves so big you yearn
dive so deep you cannot see but into wrecks you seek
Excitement captures every minute
You feel like your awake
Fly so hight sore above
From longmind to the lawly
From Middleton to Wales
Keep flying high I touch the sky even with the broken wings
The beauty of the little ones the beauty that he brings
My beautiful children so happy playing in the winds
The time of bug and campervans
Festivals and hot air balloons
Drunken nights at white ladies priory watching movies all night long
The anchor and its stories
The boats as they go by
The chief with looks that score me and funny he walks by
I am so happy driving my bug along the sea
Top down shades on and all around my friends they true will be
The nights we had under the star lit canopy
I remember being lonely but didn't last for long
As always with this story
A new friend comes along
So much love I've given and so much love recieved
The kindest man before me of which I've never seen
Pictures painted on my skin
Colours every where
And even when the shadows come
The light he shines outwits them
One upon another time when snow was on the ground he held my hands and told me his love would never end
I trust in him and hold his love for my soul be true and will always follow the light in him the warm the kind the true
Be afraid to lose another
Or whisper soft and hear
That in my sadness you appear and thousands of stars do fall
And in the morning light I'm safe for he is always near
And even when the story ends and a journey taken elsewhere I'll know he always had my heart
And never turned his back
So sunshine love and lasting light forever I'll be true
To what you once created and what I always knew
That no matter how bad life's story you can still be you **

Please let me sleep.

Sometimes I lie awake at night
The shadows they creep in
I sometime close my eyes so tight
Don't want the darkness in
I'm so afraid to cry a tear
Scared to let you know
That deep inside my darkest fear
There's no where I can go
Some times I run just get away
The storm it closes in
So heavy on my chest it beats
The sound that hides within
I go into the darkest place so no one sees within
I cry so much of shame and scream so loud I can not hear
I need someone to hold me tight
To stop me running through the night
I'm afraid that if I'm left alone
I'll run into a burning light
I'm so afraid so deep the shame
I feel ill never breathe again
I feel so sick my stomach tight
Dear god please get me through the night
Just another 20 feet the feelings pass please let me sleep
Please let me sleep

Poetry is a way of escaping from reality
Making words dance and come alive
A way of expressing deep coloured tapestry
Bringing it to life its creativety
Clearing the shadows of my mind
Opening new doors for me to find

Pull
By Morning Star

Colours burn into my mind,
Twisting, turning—open wide.
Rain beats deep within the heart,
Like tears of years torn far apart.

Hoping someone soon will come,
Hold the sword, and bring the sun—
To chase the shadows from the air,
And pull me from their angry glare.

Soft, the hare runs rushing by,
Fleeing fast toward open sky.
The deer lies still, too scared to move,
As the hunter nears—its fate to prove.

But the little one, she dares to dream—
To silence pain, to stop the scream.
She reaches out, and in his light,
She steps into a world turned bright.

Yet anchors tight still pull her back,
She fights, she braves the open track.
Still, behind, the voice remains—
A whisper cold, a chain of pain.

The evil, broken, heavy chill
Still calls, and always, always will,
As long as storms come crashing through—
And no one comes...
No one breaks through.

Pull

By Morning Star – April 2024 (Refined)

Colours burn into my mind—
Twisting, turning, open wide.
Rain is beating in the heart,
Like tears of years,
untold,
apart.

Hoping someone soon will come,
Hold the sword,
Bring the sun—
Take away the shadows there,
Pull me from their angry glare.

Soft,
The hare runs swiftly by,
Rushing toward the open sky.

The deer—
Too scared to move—
While hunters loom,
And swords pursue.

Little one has found a dream—
To captivate,
To stop the scream.
She reaches out,
And with his light,
She steps into
a new,
bright life.

But anchors tight
still pull her back.
She fights—
She braves
the open crack.

Yet still she hears
the voice,
the chill.
The evil—
broken—
heavy,
still.

It calls.
And no one comes.
And no one will—
Not while storms
are crashing
through.

Raindrops fall like silent tears,
When the breeze blows, I feel you near.
In the sunrise, soft and bright,
You're the warmth upon my face, the light.

When the moon begins to glow,
And misty moors lie far below,
I see you shimmer, soft hello,
Your gentle presence in moonlight’s flow.

When tears fall down in raindrop form
And touch my hair so soft and warm,
I’ll know it’s you, still always there,
A silent sign that you still care.

When gently you turn on the stars,
I’ll know you’re safe, wherever you are.
And if I long to see your face,
I look into my children’s grace.

You shine through them, forever near—
And I will kiss them,
Whisper:  nannas here.

When the breeze blows
I feel your gentle embrace
When the sun rises
Your the warmth on my face
When  the moon shines bright
The misty moor aglow
I see you Shine hello,
When your tears in raindrops
Fall on my hair
I'll know its you
Saying you care
When you gently turn on the stars
I'll know your safe in the dark
If I ever want to see your face
I just look at my children's eyes
You shine through them and always be here
And I'll gently kiss them and say  nannas near

🌹 Roses in the Street

By Morning Star – Feb 2022

The first time I saw her—
Selling roses in the street—
Her hair was golden, tied in twisted braids
Of yellow and blue, a gentle hue
That danced in the rain on tired days

Her smile was hiding turned-up pain
Her voice—full of words she’d never say
She gave out flowers to passersby
But wondered where the roses go
And who might stop to ask her name

She said hello
But no one knew
The girl who sold
The roses in the rain

Behind her grin, a guarded heart
She was witty, careful, painfully smart
At end of day, she'd slip away
To an empty place where shadows start

Where pain was deep, but never seen
Still, she rose again at dawn—
Selling roses, all the same
Smiling soft through pouring rain

And every day, she hoped someone
Would see her face, would ask her name
Would hold her close, and not let go
Before the thorns could find her vein
Before the crimson silence flowed
And her dreams were pulled below

Then one day…
She wasn’t there

Another girl stood in her place
No questions asked, no missing face
The town just moved, the moment passed
And all her pain…
Became the past

But sometimes, when I walk that street
A sudden chill runs over me
And in the rain, I see her there
Her ghost with flowers in her hand

No one asked her where she came
And now—
Only shadows call her name

First time I saw her Selling Roses in the Street her hair golden tied in twisted braids of blue and yellow.
Her smile hiding tired turns
Her voice hid unspoken words
She gave the flowers to the people ask
Wondered where to who the Roses pass
Said hello but noone knew her name
The girl who sold the Roses in the rain
Hiding tears and sorrow in her heart she was whitty careful smart
Finished for the day the empty starts
To a dark and empty place she darts
Where pain and  hurt that noone saw
Still tomorrow up to walj again
smiles and sells her Roses all the same.
Smiles and says hello to some what else
Waiting for the day that someone knows her name
Hope they will see her through the rain
Hoping to be held and safe return
Before the hooky thorns slice through the vein
And empty crimson waters flow the nightmares end
One day she was there
And then was slain
Then new girl upon the stall
No question asked no call
But walk through the street to town again
Sometimes a runs through chills in me
See her ghost selling roses in the rain
Noone thought to ask her
Where she came
9nly shadows call her name

🎵 “Say It Will Be Okay”

Genre: Lullaby / Acoustic Healing Song
Tempo: Slow and soothing (65 bpm)
Tone: Reassuring, intimate, protective
Written by: Morning Star


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🎶 Verse 1
It’s okay—little hare has grown
She carries now a heart of her own
She holds her safe most days and nights
Wrapped in whispers, soft as light


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🎶 Verse 2
But sometimes tears still find their way
Onto pages that forget to say
The sun still waits behind the grey
And hare is here—she'll make it okay


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🎶 Chorus
So say it will be okay
Be the voice that never strays
Wrap her close when she’s afraid
Be the blanket, be the flame
She just needs to know you’re near
When she falls, be the ear
That hears her call and gently stays—
Say it will be okay


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🎶 Verse 3
If she tumbles out, unsure and small
Catch her softly, don’t let her fall
Tuck her in where she belongs
Where she feels safe, where she feels strong


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🎶 Chorus (repeat softly)
Say it will be okay
Be the warmth that doesn't fade
Let the sun come through her name
Let her know it’s safe to stay
She’s still home, in every way
Say it will… be okay


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🎶 Outro (spoken or sung gently)
The sun is here…
bright and waiting.
You’re still home.
It’s gonna be okay.

🌙 Search

By Morning Star

I look for warmth—
For love to hold me,
And gently light my way.

I am a sweet and gentle soul,
Yet strong enough
to lift the day.

A little more of wisdom,
A little less of fear—
I search for company
of wolves at night,
And walk in daylight
clear.

I can be free—
unfurl, create,
An angel in the calm...

But know this too:
I hold the storm.
And Thor lives in my palm.

Through the deep blue I dived deep
Through the slices red you slaughtered me
Through the yellow sunlight hear your warmth
In still the cold ice white I hid the thought
Slowly grew to shallow call of green
Open to a world not yet seen
Giving little till the purple came
Washed me in a colour grey
Now the dark I see the bright new stars
Not so scary when your still

I see it over there
I see it in the sitting room while I'm sat on the stair
A place I often found myself
Sitting in the window shelf
Early hours hearing you screaming crashing tone
Angry sounds and banging doors
Little one I hide alone
Hope a little deer doesn't lose her little smile
Hoping that the hare is out and gently bounces home
Hoping that the moon still shone and owls still listen near
Staring up into the moon
Wish you to return
WHAT If SHEs gone
A promise often said
Made a child tremble fear
On being left for others prey
When she is gone the shadows come
WHAT WAS THAT
SHE LEFT THE SEWING BOX BEHIND
AS THEY MAY NEED IT
To slowly stitch up slices  flesh or simply tie a knot
So to LETS STITCH UP our empty hearts
Say no more im through
torn another night we are
apart
from  THAT was MADE
Then broke
WHEN A NEW LIFE she has torn
CHILDREN and we are older don't need another now
LETS STITCH UP THE EMPTY HEART THAT CAN NEVER HEAL
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE AN EMPTY SPACE
THAT CAN NOT BE FILLED nor be replaced by any other
CAN NOT BE BRIDGE OR cover
AND WILL NEVER HEAL
SHE IS GONE,
MY LOVELY MOTHER
WHO I COULDN'T BEAR TO BE PARTED FROM
SHE IS GONE
WHY NOT LEAVE MY MOTHER
AS WE MAY NEED HER
Why not leave my mother
No I chose you made me choose you asked me and I said
yes go I'm fine
But I meant don't go
I'm alone here.
don't leave please god please don't leave the sewing box lying in the hall
I'll have to take the scissors out and leave a scar for sure
Stitches do not heal scars you are afraid to show
Stitches only make you see all soon I'll have to go
Now leave or im to go
But I may leave no box
Nor in a box shall leave
Alone
For now shes gone and I am lost

Sewing Box

By Morning Star (May 2021 – Refined for Flow and Voice)

I see it over there.
I see it in the sitting room
while I’m sat on the stair.

A place I often found myself—
Sitting in the window shelf,
Early hours,
hearing you scream.
Crashing tone.
Angry sounds.
Banging doors.

Little one—
I hide alone.

Hope a little deer
doesn’t lose her little smile.
Hoping that the hare is out,
and gently bounces home.
Hoping that the moon still shone,
and owls still listen near.

Staring up
into the moon—
Wish you to return.

WHAT IF SHE’S GONE?

A promise often said
Made a child tremble.
Fear—
of being left
for others’ prey.

When she is gone,
the shadows come.

WHAT WAS THAT?
SHE LEFT THE SEWING BOX BEHIND.
As they may need it...

To slowly stitch up
slices of flesh—
or simply
tie a knot.

So,
let’s stitch up our empty hearts.

Say no more—
I’m through.
Torn, another night
we are
apart.

From what was made
then broke—
when a new life
she tore.

Children.
And we are older—
don’t need another now.

Let’s stitch up the empty heart
that can never heal.

There will always be
an empty space.
That cannot be filled.
Nor be replaced
by any other.
Cannot be bridged
or covered.

And will never heal.

She is gone.
My lovely mother.
Who I couldn’t bear
to be parted from.

She is gone.

Why not leave
my mother?
As we may need her.

Why not leave
my mother?
No—
I chose.
You made me choose.
You asked me,
and I said yes.
Go—I’m fine.

But I meant
don’t go.
I’m alone here.
Don’t leave.
Please—God—
don’t leave the sewing box
lying in the hall.

I’ll have to take the scissors out
and leave a scar
for sure.

Stitches
do not heal
scars
you are afraid to show.

Stitches only make you
see.

All.

Soon—
I’ll have to go.
Now leave.

Or I am to go.
But I may leave
no box.
Nor in a box
shall leave.

Alone.

For now,
she’s gone—
and
I am lost.

Shallow waters now apear
Faster tides flow over here
Grasping onto to any rocks
Trying hard to hide the knocks
Bring about a deeper dive
Into unknown water strive
Fade away in colours bright
Anthing to just get through the night
Now another yet untold
Start to dim the dark the cold

“She Brings Me Back”

She doesn’t know she saves me—
with every skip, every curious sigh,
with the way she speaks to clouds
as if they’ll answer.

She finds the sparkle in my silence,
coaxes out the mischief in my eyes,
reminds me I was once a girl
who believed in wonder
and danced before the world could hurt her.

Her laughter is a time machine—
I am twelve again,
barefoot in the garden,
daring the wind to catch me.

She is not just my niece—
She is the echo of who I was,
and the whisper of who I still am.

In her light,
my shadows smile.


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She Is Summer
by Morning Star

Lace like innocence,
but she’s no fool.
A smile that tempts,
a glance that rules.

Sunlight kisses
her honey-gold skin,
But it’s the fire beneath
that draws you in.

She walks like July —
bare legs, bold heart,
Soft on the outside,
a storm at the start.

She laughs in the breeze,
wild, uncontained,
Too free for a frame,
too real to be tamed.

She doesn’t chase seasons,
she becomes the heat.
Every glance is a rhythm,
every step — a heartbeat.

Elegant, cheeky,
sweet with a twist,
The kind of girl
you’re scared to have missed.

So here she stands —
sun-drenched and true,
Dressed like the view,
but far more than the hue.

She Who Survived
by Morning Star

I know you never meant for any of this.
I know how hard you tried —
to be a good wife, a strong woman,
a silent warrior holding it all together.

You carried the bills, the burdens,
the sleepless weight of love that starved you.
A marriage that kept asking for more
and giving back less.

You were tired.
So tired.
Tired of being unseen.
Tired of holding out hope
in a home that no longer held you.

And when someone finally saw the crack —
not to mend, but to slip inside —
you didn’t fall.
You were already bleeding.
You were human.

You didn’t chase the fire.
It came to your door
with kind eyes and a patient voice.
And you, so starved for softness,
let it in.

And still — even then —
you cried.
You knew.
And you still tried to walk away.

But pain can whisper
that even the wrong touch
is better than no touch at all.

And now —
you carry guilt like ashes in your hands.
But hear me:

You are not that moment.
You are not that chapter.
You are the truth you speak now.
The courage to face your own eyes in the mirror.
To not hide.
To not run.

You are healing.
You are honest.
You are already making it right with the stars —
not by punishment,
but by feeling it all
and rising anyway.

So cry.
Forgive her.
Forgive you.

And remember this:

You didn’t break.
You bent under too much weight.
And now —
you are learning
how to stand again.

I love you,
even in the mess.
Especially in the mess.

She Who Survived
Lyrics by Morning Star

[Verse 1]
I know you never meant for this
You tried so hard to make it right
A quiet war behind your smile
Holding up the house each night
You carried more than love should ask
Bills and burdens, hope and pain
But the more you gave, the more it took
And it never gave the same

[Pre-Chorus]
You were tired, so tired
Of being strong and never seen
In the silence of that empty room
You forgot what it means to dream

[Chorus]
But you didn't break — you bent
Under the weight of love that went
You let the fire in, not chasing flame
You just needed someone to say your name
Now you're standing in the truth you found
Not looking back, not sinking down
You’re not what hurt you —
You’re the one who survived

[Verse 2]
He saw the crack and slipped inside
Not to heal, but to escape
And you, so hungry for a kind word
Let softness take the shape
You cried, you knew, and still you tried
To walk away from what felt wrong
But pain can whisper in the dark
That any touch can feel like home

[Pre-Chorus]
You held the guilt like burning coals
Ashes falling from your hands
But truth is not the weight you bear
It's the rise from where you stand

[Chorus]
No, you didn't break — you bent
Under the weight of love that went
You let the fire in, not chasing flame
You just needed someone to say your name
Now you're standing in the truth you found
Not looking back, not sinking down
You’re not what hurt you —
You’re the one who survived

[Bridge]
So cry — forgive her
Forgive you
You're not the storm
You're what broke through
You're the light still burning
Through the dark
The healing flame
The sacred spark

[Final Chorus]
No, you didn’t break — you rose
From every no one ever knows
You walked through fire and came out new
With every scar a deeper truth
Now you're standing in the life you claim
No more hiding, no more shame
You’re not what hurt you —
You’re the one who survived

[Outro - softly spoken or sung]
I love you, even in the mess
Especially in the mess
She who survived
She who survives

I danced the tale the song of love within your heart
But in the silence you drowned me and tore our love apart 💔

You took my crush, so small, so frail
And said I’d never speak at all
Let them see me as a freak
To hell with you, to hell with them


I will not speak — but not because I’m forced
Not because I’m trapped inside your cause
I choose this silence — freedom’s breath
Because it breaks your chains, not death


You took all that you could claim
But now I’m free, beyond your game
Not silenced by my fear or pain
But by my will to break your reign


Silence is my quiet throne
Where I am sovereign, stand alone
The universe will take its course
And in its time, repay your force


But unlike you, I won’t behold
The ripping life, the darkness cold


One day I’ll sleep, and in that peace
Find rest where cruelty will cease

November, her grasp of darkest storm
Hunts the coldest deepest forest before the winter's snow
Still the small and fragile lie in fear
She strikes with vengeance straight into their soul
Only shallow breath can now be heard
Slayed in night and cold dead waters curd
No one to save the gentle loving smile
No one to take away to terrors bile
Of memory's  once forgotten dream
A light of moon a dance once on a stream
A summer day with lazy waves and wine
A love of a child playing in the sun
Now sleep for in your wake the summer comes
And you are safe
For the storm has gone
They will get the last of me
But for you the dream is not complete
You will go on the stage is yours to speak

Snow Takes
by Morning Star

Dark lane, move slow—
scared to feel,
scared to let go.

Another sound,
another voice,
rips apart the crimson rose.

Total fear. No control.
Pulled backward
by a hollow creek—
a cave of cold,
of darkened feet.

Tied within a twisted wind,
a heavy presence starts to speak.
Screaming silence claws the skin,
frozen stillness slices thin.

The ice that grips your stolen core—
the fear of never finding shore.

But then...
a blanket, full of color,
wraps you in its secret cover.
Holds you tight beside a flame—
the silence now no longer pain.

No one here.
No need to run.
Safe to watch the fire’s glow come.

Snow takes the wind,
and with it, the sting.
Snow takes the crimson rose—
the thorn,
the twisted thing.

And in the hush
of all that’s gone,
you wake.

Years away from there.
You wake—
and life is new,
and here.


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Somewhere in time.

I came across a hill side somewhere quiet and still
Once a hopeful dream of mine
Set alight in a moment with you.
A gentle loving smile
Eyes that lift your heart
A pull towards the body
A kiss that capture still

Words you speak i hear
Though colours may be true
The gentle stroke of hands
A picture I paint of you

If I were to unfold
the canvas of my heart
Would you take your brush
And create a Space be still

And once the masterpiece
Finally revealed
Would the hunt be over
Never to repeat

This is a beautifully intimate and introspective piece, soft with longing and painted with romantic impressionism. I’ve adapted your poem into a dreamy acoustic ballad, perfect for an artist like Norah Jones, Damien Rice, or Lana Del Rey—something warm, wistful, and timeless.


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🎵 “Somewhere in Time”

Acoustic / Indie-Folk Ballad — Slow tempo (68 bpm)
Written by: Morning Star


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🎶 Verse 1
Somewhere in time, I wandered far
To a hillside still, beneath the stars
A dream I once held in my chest
Set alight when our hearts met

Your smile, so soft, it lit the air
Your eyes, they pulled me unaware
A kiss that stopped the world from turning
A touch that left my silence burning


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🎶 Chorus
If I unfold the canvas of my heart
Would you take your brush and leave a mark?
In a space where nothing moves but time
Would you stay and color what's mine?
And when the final stroke is done
Would the hunt be over, and I the one?


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🎶 Verse 2
The words you speak, I always hear
Even if the shades aren’t clear
Your hands—they draw a softer line
A picture only I define


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🎶 Chorus
If I unfold the canvas of my heart
Would you take your brush and leave a mark?
In a space where nothing moves but time
Would you stay and color what's mine?
And when the final stroke is done
Would the hunt be over, and I the one?


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🎶 Bridge
Not every masterpiece needs gold
Some are quiet, deep, and bold
If you could see what I reveal—
Would you believe the love is real?


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🎶 Final Chorus (gentle and hopeful)
If I unfold the canvas of my heart
Would you take your brush and play your part?
In a space that asks for nothing more—
Would you paint the home you're looking for?
And once the masterpiece is found
Would you lay your burdens down?

Spring Will Soon Be Here
by Morning Star

Rejected once again—
fallen from the stars.
I tasted love
until you let go of me.

I begged,
I pleaded,
but your silence was a tide
that drowned everything tender
I tried to hold.

Now I sit in the quiet,
lost inside the empty,
trying to make sense
of a love you never named.

I reached for you
through all the shadows,
but you kept me
hanging
on threads that never held.

I understand now—
you didn’t want me anymore.
But even truth
can be cruel
when it’s left unspoken.

Another lesson,
carved soft into my chest:
Don’t let another in too fast.
Don’t open up your heart
like a home
for someone just passing through.

They’ll take your light,
take what they like,
then cut you with absence,
leave you to bleed
without looking back.

So learn,
little deer,
to hide away again.
Build a shelter
where your soul can rest.

But remember this too—
Spring will soon be here.
And one morning,
you’ll smile again.

You’ll find a real heart,
one that stays.
One that sees you
and does not turn away.

And you’ll know—
finally—
you are safe.
And they
will never leave.

🎵 Spring Will Soon Be Here
Genre: Acoustic / Ethereal Folk | Tempo: Slow, Reflective

[Verse 1]
Rejected once again, I fell from the stars
Tasted love, just a moment—till you let it fall apart
I begged, I pleaded, reached out through the ache
But you drowned me in silence, like I was some mistake

[Verse 2]
Now I’m alone again, lost in all this empty
I tried so hard to see you, but you just left me hanging
I know you didn’t want me—at least not for long
But leaving me like that… was cold, was wrong

[Pre-Chorus]
So here’s another lesson carved into my skin
Don’t open up the door, don’t let someone in
They’ll take your light, the parts that shine
Then walk away like you were never mine

[Chorus]
Oh little deer, go hide again
Don’t trust the fire in careless men
They’ll take your soul, and leave you bare
And never once pretend to care
But spring will come, the skies will clear
And you will smile through every tear
You’ll find a heart that holds you close
And loves you more than all the ghosts

[Verse 3]
They took my energy, took what they liked
Left me aching, wondering why
But I won’t break, I’ll just bend
And grow again where they end

[Bridge – soft & hopeful]
One day soon, someone will stay
Won’t just love you halfway
They’ll show up when the night is long
Be your warmth, your steady song

[Chorus – reprise]
Oh little deer, don’t run this time
Not when love is real and kind
Spring is near, just hold on tight
Your heart will bloom back into light

[Outro – quiet, healing tone]
Spring will soon be here...
And you will smile again.


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stand and be counted
Or run and hide away
Cross me burn me hate me
But i won't ask you why
Take away my value
Understand the fear
But you don't even know me
And you certainly didn't care
So ask you once politely
Hurt me again you dare
I come to you uninvited
Then slice you unaware

Still A light
By Morning Star

In my mind, I create a space—
Natural, calm, a sacred place,
Where beauty, grace, and spirit light
Dance freely through the velvet night.

Pure of spirit, kind of heart,
The daisies sway, a gentle start.
Buttercups in yellow bloom
Circle round the daffodil’s tune.

Bleeding hearts begin to fall,
Like teardrops from a springtime call—
Waterfalls of feeling flow,
Where April’s light and showers grow.

Shapes of angels floating by,
Emanate from the calm blue sky.
Their wings of light in silence glide,
No need to clutch, no need to hide.

You cannot fall—you only float,
Lifted in a feathered coat.
The air so still, the soul so wide—
You feel the truth of life inside.

Your presence, light, your breath, your grace—
Awakens love in every place.
This heart, though pained, still knows its song—
Still stands in peace, in spirit strong.

And even when my body aches,
My heart a deeper calm still makes.
For in this garden, pure and true,
I hold a light the dark can't undo.

Awareness shines from deep within,
No storm can touch where I begin.
I am love, and I am light—
Whole and held in truth’s own might.

Nothing lost, and none to fear—
My soul is one, my path is clear.
No matter if I'm left behind—
I still am light. I still will shine.

Stuck in Time

by Morning Star

As I watch my little angel play,
laughing in the light of day,
I know I should be soaking it in—
his joy, his wonder,
his every grin.

I should be living,
but I’m just watching.
Always scanning the world
for what might go wrong.
Protecting him
is my only song.

But somewhere in the stillness,
I realise—
I’m not really living,
just holding my breath,
afraid of what’s coming next
to steal it all away again.

Dear Lord, just once—
let me rest.
Let me forget the weight in my chest.
Let me feel the night
without fear in my spine.
Just for one moment,
just one time.

She let me down—
that’s a wound I carry.
But does that mean
I should live in the shadow she left me?

She was only human—
and so am I.
But I have a chance now,
a reason to try.

I can be what I needed,
for him, for me.
I can break the chain
and set us both free.

My children don’t have to grow up like me,
afraid to feel,
afraid to be seen.
Afraid of joy,
afraid to shine,
forever stuck
in someone else’s time.

When summer breezes came.
The sun's warmth a golden crisp of time
Melts the cold ice inside of you
No more broken winters bite
No more tears by candle light
No more burns of frost at night
No more chills the winds of fright
Only warmth if summers glow and song of birds
And trickle of the stream now flow
Gentle waters warm a fragile heart
Till strong a smile and eyes they see no dark
Yellow is now all that melts your day and ice cold blue it melts away.
Be happ free dont let the walls now climb
Only honey suckle light to gaze upon.
Open up a flower of new light
The spring still has a whisper in the night
Take a gentle brush its colours bright
On a new canvas now you write...

Before Summers Take

Before summer’s touch,
The sun’s warm golden crispness melts
The cold ice held inside of you.

No more do broken winters bite,
No more tears by candlelight,
No more frost’s cruel burn at night,
No more chills from winds of fright.

Only warmth of summer’s glow,
And birds that sing soft songs below,
The gentle trickle of a stream
Flows warm and clear—awak’ning dreams.

Gentle waters soothe a fragile heart,
Till smiles grow strong and shadows part.
Yellow light now melts your day—
Ice-cold blue drifts far away.

Be happy, free—let walls not climb,
But honey-suckle light sublime.
Open wide a flower of new light,
Spring whispers softly in the night.

Take gentle brush with colours bright—
On this new canvas, now you write.

Taken lost broken wings
No idea of sweetest things
Angry night in storms she fell
Straight into a frozen hell
Sreaming through thee mist the rain
Noone knows her fate
Spell untill the dream awakes
Still the lady of the lake
Open up another night
Only love can hold her fright
Still she sits on silent grass
Noone see her fading light
Echoed silence falls the night
Fall into a crimson light

Tears in the rain  a new day
Hearts heavy with pain
No words to say
Lives broken torn ripped away
Yet in the sorrow I hear them say
How why where next
All are united in earth's quest
Our tiny planet surrounded by stars
A beautiful home
Being pulled apart
I don't know how this journey ends
But the earth still turns
And warmth the sun sends
Why when tiny flowers grow
And mountains last eternity
Can not they see the world around
Why can't they hear life's natural sound
Mother earth is still
Around
Bringing rain to wash away
People of earth join forever
Help her keep our earth together
Look around you hear her call
love each other don't let us fall
Stand up with love for those in trouble
Hold their hands show them love
Until this world can fear no
more
Tears in the rain hear our call

The Beauty You never held

I was the quiet storm beneath your calm,
A whispered flame you never dared to hold.
I loved you with a soul that burned like fire—
A passion wild, fierce, and bold.

You chased illusions, empty dreams,
While galaxies of light danced within me.
The breathless woman you ever touched—
Soft as silk, with a strength you couldn’t see.

You never saw me, you couldn’t see me—
Beauty like this blinds weak, empty souls like yours.

I was so deeply in love with you,
But you hurt someone pure and rare—
A soul so bright, so full of life,
Destroyed by a heart too cold to care.

I gave you love like summer’s heat—
Raw, relentless, endlessly deep.
But you turned away, afraid to feel,
Letting go of a love you couldn’t keep.

While you’re out chasing another now,
Filling her heart with empty promises,
Hurting those who stood by you—
Only a selfish, cold heart could do.

I allowed you to hunt me down to hurt me,
I knew exactly what you were doing.
I kept on trying to see if you’d tear me apart—
But you were more cruel than I ever imagined.

A happy, funny, lovely girl—
You just used me and threw me away.

But I rose, unbroken, whole—
Found my truth, my strength, my soul.

Now you can’t hurt me anymore.

The Beauty You  never held

I was the quiet storm beneath your calm,
A whispered flame you feared to hold.
I loved you with a soul that shimmered—
Ancient, wild, and made of gold.

You chased illusions in the dark,
While stars bloomed softly under my skin.
The breathless woman you once touched
Held a universe you’ll never touch again.

You never saw me—you couldn’t see me.
Beauty like this blinds the shallow and untrue.
I was moonlight wrapped in laughter,
And you broke what was never meant for you.

I was pure—soft magic, woven light.
You wounded what was sacred, rare.
Only a cold and selfish heart
Could crush what angels placed with care.

Still, I loved you, past all reason,
Gave you fire, soul, and sky.
But you turned away from heaven’s gift,
Afraid to feel, afraid to try.

Now you chase another echo,
Fill her heart with hollow charms.
You never learned the depth of love,
Just how to wound with silent arms.

I let you near—I let you close,
Knowing shadows trailed your name.
I watched to see if you'd destroy me,
And you did—but I rose from the flame.

A joyful, radiant, wild-born soul—
You used me, then cast me aside.
But grace held me in her golden arms,
And whispered, “Child, you will not die.”

Another’s kindness lit my path,
He saw the truth you left unseen.
He held the pieces, kissed the cracks,
And showed me I was still a queen.

So now I stand—whole, divine,
Not broken, bitter, or ashamed.
You lost a spirit heaven-sent—
A love no lesser man could claim.

And now—
You can’t hurt me anymore.


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[Verse 1]
I broke in silence, soft and slow,
The kind of pain you’ll never know.
You watched me drown, said not a word—
Your love was sharp, but never heard.

I begged the night to make it stop,
To give me back the pieces dropped.
You turned your back, you stayed so still—
I loved you through what nearly killed.

[Pre-Chorus]
But pain, it teaches, fire refines,
And grace is born in brutal times.

[Chorus]
I rose from wreckage, raw and torn,
A wilder me was quietly born.
You held the sun but feared the heat—
So I became what you can’t reach.
I lit the dark, I forged my soul—
I am the flame you couldn’t hold.

[Verse 2]
There was a time I would have died
To hear you say I crossed your mind.
I gave you love without disguise,
You fed it crumbs and called them kind.

You touched the deepest part of me,
Then left me starving, quietly.
I gave you soul, you gave me stone—
I made a throne from being alone.

[Pre-Chorus]
You feared the fire, so you let go—
But not all flames were made for show.

[Chorus]
I rose from ashes, fierce and clear,
No longer built to disappear.
You’ll see me in the life you fake,
The haunting echo you can't shake.
I gave you gold, you chose the cold—
I am the flame you couldn’t hold.

[Bridge – poetic, piercing]
You could’ve had a garden, wild and deep,
Where every scar was kissed to sleep.
You could’ve had a home, a light,
A soul that stayed through every night.

But you ran scared from what was real—
From love that dares, from hearts that feel.
And now you ache for what you knew—
But darling… I outgrew you.

[Final Chorus – slow build, soaring, unforgettable]
I rise in silence, sweet and strong,
A symphony you got all wrong.
You’ll see my shadow in her skin,
But you won’t ever touch within.
I shine in fire, I love whole—
I am the flame you couldn’t hold.

[Outro – whispered, haunting]
You almost had forever...
But forever doesn’t wait.


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🎵 "The Flame You Couldn't Hold"
(Final Version: Haunting, Powerful, With a Flicker of Hope)

[Verse 1]
I loved you like a secret spell,
Soft and sacred, fierce as hell.
You held the stars, then let them fall—
Too afraid to risk it all.

But in your hands, for one brief time,
I gave you fire, soul, and shine.
You touched a heart you didn’t know—
Now every breath still feels my glow.

[Pre-Chorus]
You turned from gold, you ran from grace,
But love like mine won’t be replaced.
Still… sometimes when the night turns cold,
I wonder if you feel the hold…

[Chorus]
I am the flame, the one you lost,
The dream that danced, then paid the cost.
You’ll see me in the lives you fake,
In every calm, I am your ache.
You had my soul… but not my whole—
I was the flame you couldn’t hold.

[Verse 2]
I rose where silence left me torn,
Turned every scar to something worn
Like royalty, like holy ground—
I am the echo in your sound.

But still, in dreams, your shadow stays,
And sometimes, I look back that way.
Not for you… but for the fire,
To feel again that sharp desire.

[Chorus]
I am the flame that never dies,
The truth you buried under lies.
You’ll search for me in every face—
But only I could fill that space.
And though I’ve soared, I still unfold—
A part of me you couldn’t hold.

[Bridge – soft, soulful, lingering]
If ever you come not to claim,
But to confess, without the game—
If ever your heart learns to kneel,
To love me right, to love me real…

[Final Chorus – powerful and aching with fragile hope]
Then maybe, just a spark remains,
Buried beneath the past and pain.
But you must rise, or let it die—
The flame you lost still burns the sky.
And if you dare, if you return—
You might just touch… the flame you yearn.

The Hare's Song
I am the hare—soft of foot,
Carefree, gentle, yet strong of root.
Born of the meadow, wild and wide,
Where Earth is home, and I abide.

The moon is my sister, silver-eyed,
She guards my dreams when shadows bide.
The stars above—my watchers true,
They know my name. They whisper too.

The flowers in the field, they sing—
Old songs of love, of death, of spring.
Their petals speak to hearts that hear,
Of all that's lost, and all that's near.

The stream, she hums a lullaby
That winds her way through moss and sky,
Down to the mill wrapped soft in mist,
Where time forgets the things it kissed.

The deer, they wait till dusk is nigh,
Then move like ghosts beneath the sky.
They bow to dusk, they pass unseen,
Through twilight veils of ash and green.

The lake, it glows with sun’s last breath—
A mirror still, untouched by death.
And should you dare to gently gaze,
You’ll see the world behind the haze.

Call forth the butterflies, sweet and shy,
They dance like spells across the sky.
And in their wings, you’ll find a trance—
A fleeting truth, a sacred glance.

So listen well and walk with care—
The world is old, and I am there.
A hare, a soul, a song, a flame—
And if you listen, you’ll know my name.

The day you came to hold the space
to want to know the pain
To invest your time and all your will to listen to my pain
A hold so strong yet gentle too
A heart i understood
The warm kind words and warm embrace that helped me feel so  safe
Understanding others pain and how to set them free
A gift I can only guess the universe sent to me
Freedom and safe space to begin a journey together
To help me find a child lost and change my mind forever
I love you like an angel like you may never see
A real love from someone who means no harm to me
Taking my hands and giving me a thought I may belong
Kept me safe and cared for and made me feel  I'm strong
I was so scared of letting go the fear it held me trapped
But slowly you helped me to heal
all the tiny little gaps
You showed me a strand of light I had almost  forgot
and a beautiful inner peace
The pain I can un knot
That if I hadn't met you
My light i wouldn't see.
I love you so with all my heart
A love of being free
It's like a tiny little star shinning bright in me
I'm so afraid I'll lose you and I'll be left alone
But I hope you won't let got and the light can still shine on
Stay with me and I promise I'll try to hold on
I promise I'll be strong
And even I the darkest storm I know I still belong
An anchor for eternity
You gave  a light  to me and I hope that in return
You recieved a light from me

🎸 The Lighter Tracks of My Heartbreak

Acoustic soul — for the one who knew exactly what he did.


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🎙️ Spoken Word Intro (optional live version or hidden track)

> "There’s a place where I nearly let go.
You pass it every day.

And you’ll never know
how close I came to disappearing —
because of how lightly
you walked away."




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🎵 [Verse 1]

I was quiet when I loved you
Too soft to hold the weight
You left like it was nothing
But nothing still feels like fate

You never saw me breaking
Though I broke in subtle ways
By a road you travel daily
Where my heart once begged to stay


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🎵 [Chorus]

Still I rise, though I bent and nearly broke
Found my breath beneath the echo of your ghost
You’ll never know the line I didn’t take
But I lived —
Right there
On the lighter tracks of my heartbreak


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🎵 [Verse 2]

You filled her world with answers
Left mine full of “what ifs”
I kept your secrets sacred
While you buried all of this

But time has a way of healing
Even when it leaves a mark
And the place you never noticed
Still remembers in the dark


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🎵 [Chorus]

Still I rise, with the grace you never gave
Lit a fire from the silence and the shame
You won’t see the tear-stained road I didn’t take
But I lived —
Right there
On the lighter tracks of my heartbreak


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🎙️ Optional Spoken Outro (barely audible)

> “If you ever feel a chill when you pass that place...
it’s just the wind
carrying the goodbye
I never got to say.”




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🎸 Guitar Style Suggestions:

Key: D minor or E minor (emotional, haunting tones)

Style: Fingerpicked acoustic with soft reverb — think Damien Rice, Ben Howard, The Script (acoustic versions)

Tempo: Slow, intimate (~70–80 BPM)

Chords (Verse): Em – C – G – D

Chords (Chorus): C – G – D – Em



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From the north in cold of night silently they came
Bringing with them trails of gold and weapons no strong man could hold
In the dawn they cast out fire
Take away the free
But the one small thing they hadn't seen
Was the galliant swords of Stepney
As while the enermy slept
a kingdom slayed and all its treasure found she sliced there hearts and without their knowing captured all minds and took their health there strength and left them crippled bent and blind
Then left the cool and crimson sight
Disappearing in the fright

The One You'll Never Find Again

You walked away,
thinking I’d stay broken—
that I’d wilt quietly
in the space where you left me.

But I became sunlight.
I became storm.
I became the sound in your silence,
and the ache in your calm.

I was never just a girl you touched.
I was the rhythm your soul didn’t know it was dancing to.
The warmth in the cold you now lie beside.
The softness your hands still reach for in dreams.

You thought you’d find better.
But better doesn’t come wrapped in fire and grace.
Better doesn’t laugh like moonlight,
or love you in ways that reveal your own soul.

You will look for me
in bodies that never quite fit,
in eyes that shine but don’t see you,
in beds that smell like nothing at all.

I was rare.
I was real.
And I was yours.

But you couldn’t keep something
you never truly saw.

And now,
you will miss me
in the quietest ways—
when the world goes still,
and no one calls your name
like I did.


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🎵The River Corve  theatre


🎶 Verse 1
It’s all happening down by the stream
The River Corve theatre—like a waking dream
Two and a half hours of unscripted delight
As the cast of the wild takes off in flight


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🎶 Verse 2
The ravens and magpies in aerial chase
Dart through the trees like a high-speed race
Stick-hoiking madness, nest-building flair
Like overexcited Bobby dogs leaping in air


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🎶 Chorus
Oh it’s the birthing of a brand new day
Where feathers dance and squirrels play
Where robins peck around my feet
And wrens like ping-pong ***** compete
This is my morning matinee
At the stream—where wild things say:
“Welcome, dreamer—come and stay.”


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🎶 Verse 3
Squirrels swing like circus stars
On branches high like monkey bars
Wood pigeons feast like glutton kings
And soon… the poomageddon begins


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🎶 Verse 4
A seagull sings a coastal breeze
While **** just hang out in the trees
A kestrel shot through yesterday—
Like a jet bound for Wales, no delay


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🎶 Bridge (Spoken softly over melody)
Just waiting for the sun to rise
To light my chandeliers in the skies
A show that sparkles every spring—
Few photos left… just everything


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🎶 Final Chorus (gentler, more melodic)
It’s the birthing of a brand new day
Where laughter blooms and branches sway
Where ivy feeds the feathered band
And magic threads run through the land
I sit and smile—just let them play
In my beloved River Corve ballet


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🎶 Outro (Spoken)
A little brown ping-pong ball bounces by...
and the robins remind me—
This… is a good space to be.

By Morning Star