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Whoever said that silence was gold,
Has never been told
The story of Emily,
And the secrets she holds.
This child has uttered not one single sound;
Her lips have been bound.
Abused the mute heavily,
Her spirit has drowned.

But.
In her dreams she lies,
Lies beneath cerulean skies
In a meadow humming lullabies;
She’ll close her eyes.
In her prayers, she’ll rise.
Rise above, leave the tears she cries.
In her hands she holds a bright surprise.
Strength beyond their size;
..a pair of golden butterflies.

In a cellar so cold, chained to the floor.
A vacant, shivering core
Pleads for salvation;
A cry You couldn’t ignore.
Though her screams cannot be heard by the ear,
You can’t miss the fear
In furrowed brows, wide eyes;
Fright unavoidably clear.

But.
In her dreams she lies,
Lies beneath cerulean skies
In a meadow humming lullabies;
She’ll close her eyes.
In her prayers, she’ll rise.
Rise above, leave the tears she cries.
In her hands she holds a bright surprise.
Strength beyond their size;
..a pair of golden butterflies.

Emily,
Emily.
Don’t forget who you are.
Precious child of God,
An angel by far.

Emily,
Emily.
You breathe life into me.
Around your neck hangs a lock;
But, darling, you hold the key.

Because,
In your dreams you lie
Beneath a deep cerulean sky;
In the meadow you hum a lullaby.
You close your eyes.
In you prayers, you rise,
Rise above, leave the tears you cried.
In your hands you hold a bright surprise.
Strength beyond their size;

You gaze into, and release
…a pair of golden butterflies.

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[the natural beauty of ~vaoni-stock ]

Description
Whoever said that silence was gold,
Has never been told
The story of Emily,
And the secrets she holds.
This child has uttered not one single sound;
Her lips have been bound.
Abused the mute heavily,
Her spirit has drowned.

But.
In her dreams she lies,
Lies beneath cerulean skies
In a meadow humming lullabies;
She’ll close her eyes.
In her prayers, she’ll rise.
Rise above, leave the tears she cries.
In her hands she holds a bright surprise.
Strength beyond their size;
..a pair of golden butterflies.

In a cellar so cold, chained to the floor.
A vacant, shivering core
Pleads for salvation;
A cry You couldn’t ignore.
Though her screams cannot be heard by the ear,
You can’t miss the fear
In furrowed brows, wide eyes;
Fright unavoidably clear.

But.
In her dreams she lies,
Lies beneath cerulean skies
In a meadow humming lullabies;
She’ll close her eyes.
In her prayers, she’ll rise.
Rise above, leave the tears she cries.
In her hands she holds a bright surprise.
Strength beyond their size;
..a pair of golden butterflies.

Emily,
Emily.
Don’t forget who you are.
Precious child of God,
An angel by far.

Emily,
Emily.
You breathe life into me.
Around your neck hangs a lock;
But, darling, you hold the key.

Because,
In your dreams you lie
Beneath a deep cerulean sky;
In the meadow you hum a lullaby.
You close your eyes.
In you prayers, you rise,
Rise above, leave the tears you cried.
In your hands you hold a bright surprise.
Strength beyond their size;

You gaze into, and release
…a pair of golden butterflies.

__________________________________________

[the natural beauty of ~vaoni-stock ]