Daydreamers diary

Just a thought

Lost in a field of a thousand daisies

feeling the hot air against my face

the sky is forever more looking down up0n

i am content in this transcendant world

my heart it flutters when i think of him

like the butterflies that pass  on their daily whim

the stream it glitters beneath the exotic rays

with every reflection i am greeted with his face

i sit under the heavy oak and dream

nature is caressing my soul or so it may seem.

The End

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