Mid...Morning has broken..

I know you view this, as a magical place
The look of enchantment, portrayed on your face
A place of Goblins, Fairies and Butterfly wings
I watch your expression, and my heart sings



This playing arena, of Silver Unicorn
My heart alive, as we share this dawn
To dance around, these stones at night
Tis your presence I feel, makes this world right



To sit on these stones, and rest in the shade
This memory of your smile, will not fade
This magical place, a moment to share
To touch your eyes, to show I care



We follow this path, we know not where
Tis time and care, that will get us there
To appreciate your beauty, tis plain to see
For this is a day, you spend with me



Walking this way, and feeling these stones
With you beside me, warms my very bones
"Feeling your colours", and hearing you smile
To help me walk, that extra mile

But there are thousands of ways to demonstrate

Enjoy. Steve. Aka. "The Old Sea Dog". 1999. ©

An Original Created By "This Steve"

Sundays are Significant