Shelby Smith - Bliss

Roses are red
Violets are blue
With this same song
Everyone will be blue
So you don't you stop
And just take a listen
To you heart
What is it beating?
Mine beats the soft slow winds
And the trees making that whistling sound
It carries the tune of a smile
And the notes sound so happy
Make music to my ears
Because I know why I am like this
For I'm definitely bliss

Shelby Smith

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