My Dream

Posted on Oct 4, 2011

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My dream to be in a cottage thatched and pure
Living by the ocean shore
The gentle surf lapping up at my feet
Walking with my Husky along the sandy beach

Mountains behind, across my view
Awake to a morning of sunny dew
Birds soar high, free to roam
This coastal dream to be home

I hear the sea breaking away
Sending me to sleep to dream another day
As I slumber the mountains keep a watchful eye
Majestic centurions since the dawn of time

The sea whispers of ghosts long past
Its companion the mountains long since cast
Of a magical serenity only few ever find
At one with nature, of the heart, of the mind

The sea comes closer to embrace
Ever it climbs…
To the heart
To the mind

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