A place where butterflies
Can go and play all day
A place where little hummingbirds
Would like to go and stay
A gentle place where breezes blow
Flowers' perfume in the air
And pathways gently intertwine
How I wish that we were there
Sunkissed in the morning dew
Warm winds so softly call
Summer's sweet reminder
of the beckoning of Fall
A fleeting kiss of Summer
Too soon a memory
So, linger in this gentle place
My special friend, with me
by Janeane Bolton © 2002
JaneaneBolton@sbcglobal.net
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