Where do I get my words
That I pen down so neatly
You ask me many times
I look upon the skies
When clouds filter through
And the stars call my name
Inspiration is all around us
It's the little things
That matter the most
Where do I get my words
That I write out loudly
You ask me so frequently
When the winds blows gently
Whispering stories in my ears
As I watch how nature moves
Inspiration is all around us
It's the little things
That matter the most
Where do I get my words
That I forge so boldly
You ask me so curiously
When the rain falls down
And God is busy shifting
Thunder and lightning keep us still
Inspiration is all around us
It's the little things
That matter the most
Where do I get my words
That I create so vivid
You ask me so attentively
When life drags us through
The mud with shoes and all
Its a lesson learned
From the heart
Char
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