The rich lavish marigold beams creep over the horizon
Somewhere a beautiful girl awakes amongst the great oaks
Nothing more than a free spirit this girl is
She rises and sets with the golden globe in sky
No worries exist for this tawny eyed female
Songs of good morning harmoniously leave her lips to gently caress the creatures of the wood
Her porcelain skin reflects the sunlight
Captivated by her voice and beautiful smile a lion stumbles closer
Within time a bound is made
Soon a small butterfly lands upon the mane of which she strokes
Fluttering it's wings it took the sky
Leaving behind traces of an amazing spark
Compassion.
