DreamBirch Press
DreamBirch Press

The Pond

There was a place, there was a time
When I saw your soul in your eyes
The summer rains were warm and light
They ebbed they flowed back and forth
We followed our dreams, felt our hearts
Soft and dreamy, we played in the mist
Summer painted in blues and greens
The skies sang in sunshine and joy
Drifting down to the beat of our lives 
We saw the soft tremor of our tides
Dipping our fingers gently into the pond
We floated in our dreams; as only one
© GDC. 2017



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