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...