Daydream

Mornings are glowing red and gold, 
Streaks of white paint tossed on a blue canvas,
Yellow Forsythia glowing,

A girl sitting alone on a bench, at the ocean's edge,

Passion in my heart, flourishing,
Her guitar sound, her soothing voice,

My Soul calmed,
Her dress fluttering in the sea breeze. 
A sparkle in her eyes,

Seagulls flying above an Angel singing hymns,
Filling my Soul, with hope,
  
While I whisper,
What is your name,
My pretty daydream?

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