its the time of day i start to dream.
in this dream,we are in the country
having a picnic,i present you with a rose
the breeze is slight and gentle
we feel the coolness of the grass,underneath our toes.
the birds are singing merrily,
while the flowers show their colors.
we are surrounded by many activities
we only see each other.
i whisper in your ear
its something that makes you blush,smile
yet something you hold very dear
now its such a wonderful day
we are really in god graces
for he has bestowed us with love for each other
and its really showing on our faces.

Scott Paul Gosselin

 
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