The voicess of nuture

The voicess of nuture calling me ..singing in my ears and saying come to me...come to be us one..come to my arms..come and we will forget the messary...the birds is flaying...we will be flaying together..to a wonedrful world will be going...the spring flowers is just grow again...we will have a wings to flay and a sweet dreams to enjoy...ones open atime..the voicess called me...the voicess of souls...the sad voicess from the nuture...and told me about tomourw...about the happiness and missary...and told me hoe iam...and what does it means to be free but stuipet...and told me haw to sing asong when iam alone...and when the sorouw cupture me and the tears droped from my eyes...haw can i have a warm huge...apeace ...and abuitiful tomourw...as a child i wait for it....the voicess of trees...saying the dead bodys sleep in peace...and tomourw will be no tears and no saddness...the hapyness...fouling me...tomourw the dreams will be coming true.