In a reverie of joyous thoughts
I take myself to other worlds
Where tinkling streams of crystal flow
And summer breezes gently blow
Where beds of darkness love to bloom
Beneath the cusp of a crescent moon
And stars that shine their light bright
Silver the paling ends of night
And when at dawn, the sun rises
To write poetry with rays of quill
The hills come alive with the scented ink
Of sunflowers and daffodils
Here clouds at dusk touch the earth
And drizzle rain on yearning trees
Nature's rhapsodic songs
Sing in unchained melodies
In this world of happy thoughts
Such sweet and joyous visions see
I linger there, longer to dream
In the solitude of a reverie
Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 12:13 PM UTC
In a reverie of joyous thoughts
I take myself to other worlds
Where tinkling streams of crystal flow
And summer breezes gently blow
Where beds of darkness love to bloom
Beneath the cusp of a crescent moon
And stars that shine their light bright
Silver the paling ends of night
And when at dawn, the sun rises
To write poetry with rays of quill
The hills come alive with the scented ink
Of sunflowers and daffodils
Here clouds at dusk touch the earth
And drizzle rain on yearning trees
Nature's rhapsodic songs
Sing in unchained melodies
In this world of happy thoughts
Such sweet and joyous visions see
I linger there, longer to dream
In the solitude of a reverie
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