Brad David Buckley
Springtime Sunshine - Poem by Brad David Buckley
I love the tone of your voice,
and the sparkle in your eyes.
I love the way that you move,
reflecting style and grace.
It's like lying in a bed of flowers,
looking through the swaying trees.
It's like springtime sunshine,
and a cool mountain breeze.
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