Roger Sampson
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To Be Much More
At evenings dawn the clouds come to play
And like them we can glow and soar
Shining brightly in a single suns ray
We too can become so much more -
Dawning Of A Day...
the dawning of a day…
the dawning of a crystal sun
it’s climbing in the sky
has darkness scrambling on the run -
Just Thinking Of Her
The sun always seems a little
Brighter when you’re near
The golden rays that penetrate
Seems to melt the fear
