Sweet song
By Kaitlyn.M.Botha
My dress is the colour of a white dove,
The sweet breeze filled with love.
Music fills the air as little birds sing along,
Oh their sweet little song.
As dawn arrives the sky brighter than the sun,
Today is looking as if it just might be fun!
“Tweet, Tweet,” the birds fly by,
Higher and higher into the sky!
My dress flies in the wind like a dove,
The sweet air filled with love.
Music flows with the breeze and little birds sing
their song,
His guitar sounds so great harmonising with their song.
His eyes twinkle brighter than the stars,
The sun, the sun, is the colour of mars.
The trees dance with his song,
He compliments me,”My hair is so beautifully long”.
His song so sweet as he sings,
“Live life love life and si.i.ing your song!
Love life, live life… si.ing your song!”
The birds sing along flapping to his song
My dress is the colour of a white dove,
The sweet breeze filled with love.
Music fills the air as little birds sing along,
Oh their sweet little song.
Oh their sweet little song