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A little girl dreams she's dancing to the summer's song... |
| Imagine… A warm summer’s day, The sun just setting Beneath the trees. The sky, like water, A glistening blue, A lulling lake. The stars sing songs As they dance for the wind, Which in turn twirls the leaves And dips the branches. The trees sigh In their sweet sweet tranquility, While the field sways to its song. A child dances in the dark, Her arms outstretched Leading the wind in its waltz. Her soft stubby fingers Lightly brush the grasses, Her tips playing notes to the night. Before the last final bow, She will lay and bask in her song. Lying on soft silky sheets Each rose pedal rocking her to sleep. In the morning she knew It was all but a dream But, the smell of the roses Still held sweet in the air A secret Dream of Summer A scent of her song. |