Hippie Girl
Hippie Girl
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The World is ever restless Tossing to a turn of green Blossoms beckon new faces With the Dawn, a swelling chorus heard I know many Robin Watchers Speak to Swan Delighters They but Kind Company to Dear Family My True Sparrow who never flew Stout-Hearted voice upon the Winter with Me From bare icey branch As pale dawn touched snow swept eaves The True cannot bring themselves to leave Here for Me my Sparrow As I am ever for You Dawn Song can make the World seem new Faithful Sparrow all a long Your's sings our Old World, True -Written in Love for your Peace-





























