Late Bloomer
The little heads bows proudly
For the loving light given above
The blossoms starts to rise
She stares out in sorrow
As she watches them grow higher and brighter
Wondering when she fell down
~ Ravynfalir
The little heads bows proudly
For the loving light given above
The blossoms starts to rise
She stares out in sorrow
As she watches them grow higher and brighter
Wondering when she fell down
~ Ravynfalir