Like the little bird on my balcony. I feel the world as my stage. And so I sing.
Written by Louise Oaktree.
As a performer,
On the stage.
I carefully,
Chose my words.
As a performer,
On my stage,
I feel love,
I hear the song.
That my soul,
Sings.
As I search,
For recognition.
Of me in you.
Or you in me.
As a performer,
I sing my notes,
I write my lyrics,
And then..........
Take the stage,
As the land,
Of my dreams.
Where I sing,
My own song.
Be blessed with the love of heart,
And may your path be filled with the light,
Of the soul and spirit.
Poetry by Louise 55
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Written on 2019-10-07 at 09:59
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Singing my own song.
Singing my own song.Written by Louise Oaktree.
As a performer,
On the stage.
I carefully,
Chose my words.
As a performer,
On my stage,
I feel love,
I hear the song.
That my soul,
Sings.
As I search,
For recognition.
Of me in you.
Or you in me.
As a performer,
I sing my notes,
I write my lyrics,
And then..........
Take the stage,
As the land,
Of my dreams.
Where I sing,
My own song.
Be blessed with the love of heart,
And may your path be filled with the light,
Of the soul and spirit.
Poetry by Louise 55
Read 1144 times
Written on 2019-10-07 at 09:59
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