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I climbed the highest mountain. To look on the other side. The valley was deep, the grass was green. I made it on my own. I was given a rainbow, a star to make a wish. Sunshine in my heart, a smile upon my face. I walked down the mountain side through flowers around my feet. Beauty around me as far as I could see. I made it on my own. My friend the wind kept pushing me on. As it blew against my back hurrying me along. As it whispered in my ears, I'm gentle and I'm strong. Along the trodden path I went, I sat to catch my breath. I still have a long way to go down this mountainside. The wind gently brushed up against my cheek, as it said goodbye. I rose and saw the rainbow, a star up in the sky. I began to walk the long mile down along the mountainside. My heart filled with happiness bringing a smile upon my face. Then I began to sing, I made it on my own to this heavenly place. written by: Paula aka Angel Of Love February 11, 2003 |
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