In our daydreams, we wander
to places of our hearts desire,
green garnished fields stretching
out as far as the eyes can see.
Winding paths with shady trees,
soft flowing streams where the may flies play.
To natures touches of beauty
that in our daydreams lay.
13 March 2011
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