She was born wild, a child of the hills
The morning star and the midday sun
Wildflowers, orchards and a gushing brook
Fountains, Fireflies and Firesides she loved
The dawn of the morning, the dew on the leaves
The wild lark’s tune she hummed
The brook and the waterfall
Her grandfather’s voice, his wisdom and love
Took her through canyons, boulders and mountains
With a carefree smile and a whisper of love
The stars in the night sky, the comet’s trail streaking by
The moon in her brightness
Casts a shadow on the lake
The silence is broken as the rain begins to fall
Life has its mysteries
It beautiful vistas
Its unexplainable challenges
Inspire us to be born and to live free.
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