The Vision
Sunlight is kissing the morning air
Bright colored butterflies are on the wing
Quivering reeds by the water side
Like a movement in a symphony of spring
I saw a vision of loveliness
As she passed by me
I caught my breath
I looked at her in amazement
She was a picture of heaven
It will remain as a mystery
That magic moment haunts my memory
My heart was captured
And she disappeared out of view
And she was gone...
Beautiful swan...
Music...
