♥ Soft Willow Basin ♥
There the sun comes softly
as if through frosted glass
And all of time moves slowly
as the lazy hours pass
The air is warm and sweet
on a quiet summer's day
And you'll hear a gentle laughter
as the fairies dance and play
This honeysuckle place is one
That I wish that I could live in
But only fairies know the way
To that sweet Soft Willow Basin.
{Written by: Dawn Litchfield}
{Copyright:2010}
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