Rebecca Navarre Biography

He's in the barn, watching the golden rays of sun
stream down. He's climbing the big, old oak tree, that
he's found. He's running off through the blades of grass.
He's thinking of, that cute, little girl who smiled at him
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Angels wings, softly ring. With
the lullaby's that they sing.
Softening, the harshend winds, cry.
From deep outside. As gusts pick up
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The stars are falling from the sky. The man in the moon
has shut his eyes. And the sun is gone away. But, that's
okay.
The grass keeps turning brown. Even though the rain, keeps
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I see your tear stained cheeks, your soft green eyes
turn so dark and deep. Knowing I just need to wait with
perseverance, for these stormy times to pass. Watch you
as, your finger gently traces the rim of your glass. Know
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He is the light of our lives.
Through the the day, through
the night. Opening our hearts and
bringing us sight. When we've lost
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