My Dream - Poem by Janie Wassler
I dream of an ocean front encounter
In a restaurant with ocean breezes
Blowing through open French doors
And white tablecloths
And linen napkins
Flowers on the tables
And you on bended knee
With a unique and beautiful diamond ring
And the bistro plays,
You are the love of my life...
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