Seven Years Have Gone
Since the search for her began
When our little girl appeared
In the Blue Dawn
When a man
In a white robe
Showed me our little girl
Who had yet to be Born
The Blue Dawn
Saved my life
And pointed me in the direction
Of an old lover
With a flame that had yet to be ignited
Though it was tempting on several accords
She was one who actually thought I was awesome
Despite knowing my imperfections
Someone whom I'd love to see as
My Wife
The stars and dancing lights of the sky
Show in her eye
We both had admiration
For one another
For taking the chance to find our dreams
And actually making it
I have learned she sees me in the same light
Making me yearn for her smile
Her Eyes
Her Spirit
To once again see
The Blue Dawn
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 6:03 PM UTC
Seven Years Have Gone
Since the search for her began
When our little girl appeared
In the Blue Dawn
When a man
In a white robe
Showed me our little girl
Who had yet to be Born
The Blue Dawn
Saved my life
And pointed me in the direction
Of an old lover
With a flame that had yet to be ignited
Though it was tempting on several accords
She was one who actually thought I was awesome
Despite knowing my imperfections
Someone whom I'd love to see as
My Wife
The stars and dancing lights of the sky
Show in her eye
We both had admiration
For one another
For taking the chance to find our dreams
And actually making it
I have learned she sees me in the same light
Making me yearn for her smile
Her Eyes
Her Spirit
To once again see
The Blue Dawn
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