Future Poem by Courtney Pyr

Future



If we were in love,
Could you be a dove,
And carry my heart away,
Way high above.

Together we could be out in the hay,
Burning in those nice hot rays,
Singing our song,
Praying to God hoping this ain't all wrong.
We can always just look back in those good ol' days.

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