Day ends with sprigs of lavender and gilded golden palace
Land not forgotten, but nostalgic memory of comfort
Walk upon road paved in bullion, silhouetting a distance aura
Angel appears, hands lock away light of garden I knew
Conversation not as familiar, but effortless and free
She smiles from ear to ear, eyes sparking diamonds
I have seen this many times before ………
Child with white lilies and doves adorn her crown
Dancing with multi-colored sparkles raining on her face
White rose has opened breaking our design
I must go, you know that!
String of pearls glistening in woodland
Another day the oyster will birth a pearl
I wish you could see what I see
Beauty, love and peace perpetually greet
Tranquil brightness will carry you
I will be what you gaze first, hand and hand reminiscing home
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