When you walk by,
There'll be silence,
All except tiny whispers,
Morning bells will chime.
There'll be wide eyes,
And pursed lips saying,
"My God, she is beautiful,"
Morning bells will chime.
I'll walk by your side,
Through rain or shine,
I'll be there,
If the morning bells don't chime.
Don't worry,
The morning bells will chime,
They always ring,
For one of their own.
Zarina Zondon
Thursday, December 24, 2009
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