I'm hidden in my burrow,
Til the green grass sprouts again
Til the meadow is full
And the world is filled with zen.
I'm hidden in my burrow,
And won't come out until
I can see the springtime sun
And the green rolling hills.
I'm hidden in my burrow,
Until fireflies teach me to dance
Until the morning dove shows me to sing
THEN will be my chance
To climb out of this burrow,
Not hidden from this place
The most beautiful meadow I've dreamed of
Caressing me in a warm embrace.
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Brilliant! I have to admit I was stumped with this word but you created something beautiful and fanciful. A worthy winner indeed my dear!🌟👏👏👏🌟
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