A Dream Come True

Life is but a daily dream,

  I encounter every morning new;

With air so fresh, so crisp and clean,

  the sky so aqua blue.

The flowers fragrance in the morn,

  refers to life and a dream come true;

The beauty of the fragrant scent,

  reminds me of the smell of you.

The lovely birds in unity singing,

  and the roses gladly bloomimg;

It brings to mind the day we met,

  and the day you said "I do".

Author's Notes/Comments: 

To my wife, with love.

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S74rw4rd's picture

A perfect epithalimion, and again with the enormous meaning compressed into tight verbal economy----always a sign of classic talent well deployed. Bravo!


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