-- * MY DAYDREAMS * --
Far away into forever
We will fly upon a cloud,
Savoring perception
Of this life we are allowed.
Imagination will indulge us
In a fantasy profound
Upon a plain, so gentle,
That only Angels can abound.
So now into my daydreams
You gather me in love,
Enclosing me in rapture
In the white wings of a dove.
You'll gently kiss me warmly
My cheeks are all aglow,
But then fantasy awakens
And to my real life I must go.
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
By Ms. Caroline
© 2006 Ms. Caroline (All rights reserved)
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