As I pass, the grass-tops sway and wave hello with glee…
And when I turn to leave the trail, they wave goodbye to me.
I pray my steps stay soft & slow, so wonder calls me near
that I may never wander past & miss nature’s quiet beauty here.
As I pass, the grass-tops sway and wave hello with glee…
And when I turn to leave the trail, they wave goodbye to me.
I pray my steps stay soft & slow, so wonder calls me near
that I may never wander past & miss nature’s quiet beauty here.