Dow One Day

Let us connect to our strings!!

Away from this breeze,

In a land of sun and hills,

I live in a town, wearing a gown

The silver clouds touching its mounts, shining around,

To the facet of the scene, I am enjoying the reme (remedy),

The art of a ply on which I rely,

Standing in the bright and making a Silhouette,

Beneath thou shade, I oxygenate my oomph,

Splendid its parts and its every amath (growth),

Thy chawn (to pig out waste) and thy potency, which is self-made,

To Sheldon in your arms and embracing thy wow

Best are those days in the perpetual ways,

Where you lie, hiding in the sky,

Still you rise above the stars,

To sprinkle our dreams in a warm night

It fades away, on the heavenly raze (level),

Indeed, you flee and make us Glee,

From the darkest clouds and the scary plee (an early

morning English of plea) or lee (the sheltered side of something)

You rise again but foreseen by most of us,

The magic you pour on a holy door,

Thanks to the grace in the golden ways

You repine (feel sad) again against the race,

The fallen Dawn and the birds on pawn,

The omen on the cloud is deadly loud,

O my ally, empress in the fraught, and to be caught

I am the pear, in this spell, I swear

High to low and I am a in the row,

Enormous aloud, delye (eliminate) or bide (stay somewhere) in a corner

Near to hide and the Sky to clear, on this gracious dire,

You are again close and near to douse (soak),

The ionic stun and the repercussion run,

I am with you to bid adieu,

Neither you are lost, nor are you frost,

On every level and on every pebble,

Ripping it away, you put your mark in the Kist (a chest

used for storing clothes) and thist (a plant with thorns),

Where you began from the lateral clause,

All and all to the world of haul,

You offer the dance of Glee to all.