BornABlueButterflie

Wind why do you cry   Is it because there is   death in the air Or is it a happy cry Of berth or are you just sad Because your alone Your not alone you have me So crying wind Why do you cry

Wind o blowing wind where did you go you blow through my hair o wind o wind where did you go   I now you will come so blow   wind that  blows I loved you so much In the summer you cool me down And in the winter you make me cold I miss you  so come back And blow

The sun is hot the sun bright   what would we do with out the sun would we die   would we starve but we have the sun and the sun has us

Do  not  cry  I'm here just  go to Sleep my dear goodnight my     Dear   sweet dreams

Guardian of Pharaohs, fierce, yet loving. She who walks the shadows, watching over all. Goddess of Sun and Moon. Protector and Patroness of felines. Mother of gods, her faithful companions. Her children, the fleet of foot. Killers of vermin, protecting the sacred grain. Killers of cobras, protecting us. Her tawny skin and delicate face, hide the ferocity within. She who pads through time, defender of Ra, his Lady of Flame. The very Eye of Ra, watching over his children, even as hers watch. Protectors of the dead, guiding them to the scales. Even the sphinx of legend bows down to her, unable to meet her

The man that played sweet music as Rome fell to fire A glowing star, a burning pyre. Villon and Hero, Mad man and lover. And the only man ever to live that could tame my shadow of a mother