Notes of a familiar old tune float down on me

Taking me back to on a journey to a memory

Where my feet twirled on soft tanned sand

and waves played tag when we held hands.

 

As the sun went to rest for the night,

an artist pulled out his brush, to dot

every inch of the neverending navy sky

with a little star;

and used a little sparkle to make it twinkle

 

just to provide a backdrop for the moment

you went down on one knee.

 

the song ends breaking my reverie;

I smile looking at you seated across from me.

 

Written forĀ Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Journey

Tunes and Reveries
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