The golden dew belies
The dreams left in my eyes
As daisies weave a memory
Time's waves in endless sea
With the eyes of a child I stare
As the stars cling to angels' hair
On wings of earthly song is born
I feel sweet summer morn
Between my toes the sand seeps
Leaving castles and dreams to keep
Endless is Eternity's rush
As Autumn claims His brush
And magic tokens engrave the sky
In Summer's kiss which drifted by.
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
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