What a Lovely Dream...

   Every night, she dreams about her love.

She knows that he’s out there waiting for her

As she is for him. She sees a white dove

Announcing the young man’s swift departure 


For her home because he thinks the world of

Her. Out of joy, her eyes begin to blur,

And she must wipe her face with a brown glove.

Arriving on a stag with silver fur,


He takes her by the hand, and in awe of

Her beauty, he gives her incense and myrrh.

Joyful of the reminiscent scent of

Her time used of traveling does transfer

Her back to a place indicative of

A promise of magic and grandeur.   


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