Once upon a dream, there was a maiden bright with such
expression she ran down the path of loveliness memorizing
her thoughts of all she saw in the morning light.

No matter the distance she ran, she was only flying close
to the ground never weary in spirit.

She was her love! her thoughts sparkled like the
stars above Gathering her flowers so sweet and filled with
A fragrance that only grew stronger as she ran down her
path of beauty, Freshness of the Breeze following her every
step, light as a feather she ran with her never-ending
fantasizing reality that could never be more real.

Maiden bright, never stopped Shining her light where
ever she went, she was always followed when she ran
close to the ground, you'll swear she was floating above
the dirt-covered path.

Her glory shadow danced so gracefully as she kept
time with her song she Sang silently, must have been
filled with energy to lift her clearly over the tree
Tops, over the ocean and valleys she Flew high not
knowing she wasn't touching the ground.

You see this maiden bright as a feather
soft, divine, living for each moment, each breath
she took a song she Sang, it never had a
beginning nor end, she just drifted into the rainbow of
colored mist in the summer of her youth, so
long ago in Ireland, where all the four-leaf clovers
grow.

(Our Hearts are Filled with Four-leaf
Clovers filled with Luck and Love)



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