Dream

by Rachael Young   Apr 10, 2006


My eyes open to the soft sound of fluttering birds
And the beautiful sound of sheep as they flurry in herds

The sun glazing high up in the sky
Down upon the foxes as they gleefully cry

The beautiful blossom tree built with grace
Yet beneath it stands a knowing face

With great dark hair, and twinkling eyes
Brain so bold clever and wise

A smile spread across, and i know its you
I made my wish and it has come true

*Random* i'll have to edit it, please rate

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  • 18 years ago

    by Dan Bloom

    AHHH wats with all these people who found love?!?!?! ahhhhhhh lol this isnt fairrrrrrrr