Teira Naahi

Tuesday, July 11, 2017


The pale light hung upon the lawn

Whilst the captain sung a song forlorn 

The emerald hills filled with weeping eyes

As daylights bride read the news that night

The winds of change had come at last

Let the sails be set draw the anchor up fast

Fore the great endless sea before us now lays

Bring it on rise it up let us away

Fear not for our future

Fear not for our past

Fear not for the moment

Take only good things to heart:

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