~*She lived among the ways of few*~
She lived among the ways of few
Beside the hills of green
And waited in her natured hue
As the wind flirted with the stream
The falls would bounce and be playful
Whenever she near came
And she would be quite gleeful
When the blue jays called her name
And even though no one knew
when the lovely girl had died
The wind would never blow again
and the owl always cryed
So many think but never thought
of how this came to be
But to see her never more
The difference OH to me!!!
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