 |
| Grimm Shores |
The trail of papers flies
away,
A shy bird and another,
A page, two pages and many
more.
He sleeps, and we wait.
He sleeps, and we wait.
A book is a sailboat, away,
away.
Run!
Grab those pages!
And he sleeps a book, the water ripples in the sun, a fire onboard.
Run!
Grab those pages!
And he sleeps a book, the water ripples in the sun, a fire onboard.
He’ll wake up and write
down his dream, a book away.
We will smile, guardians of
his future,
Armed with our youth, a
notebook and a bike,
No comments:
Post a Comment