Magical Moments In Our Mind
Feeling the gentleness of the breeze,
As it swept against my arm,
Smelling the freshness of it,
Swaying me with all it's charm.
The mist of the raindrops,
Flowing gently down my hair,
Washing through the darkness,
As evening time draws near.
The moon whispers calmly,
As bedtime is getting close,
Tucking our minds into a sleep,
To dream of things we love the most.
Our imagination running wild,
Taking us anywhere we chose to go,
To the far away lands we'll travel,
Places we may never know.
A magical time to focus,
The secrets we tuck far away,
To keep within our minds,
Hidden safely for another day.
The breeze caressing gently,
Sweeping against our arm,
The fresh scent of the new fallen rain,
Taking us far away with it`s charm.
Love & hugs
Fee
PS Good to be back reading you again.
Thanks,
Dan
George