Good Company

Angel rays filtered

Through shy and childish leaves

Whispering very little

And dancing stiffly, it seems

I hope that this long road

Leads to opalescent dreams

Or that the marbled path

More bright and cheerful, gleams

That I might walk with head held high

And sing such nice melodies

And that the rays and leaves and dreams

Find me to be good company

 

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