#3031 – Lightness
In springtime,
They come out to graze.
Freely running around,
Happy to finally be out.
It is their gentleness,
And ringing bells,
I enjoy the most.
They comfort,
And remind me,
Of how sweet life is,
When I’m home.
In springtime,
They come out to graze.
Freely running around,
Happy to finally be out.
It is their gentleness,
And ringing bells,
I enjoy the most.
They comfort,
And remind me,
Of how sweet life is,
When I’m home.