Becca's Poem

Written for my friend Becca A gold colored mist floats gently by The brightness of pearls fill my eyes A delightful breeze caresses my ears Is this real or is this a dream? The feel of a sunset as I get pulled near Two shimmering stars look my way Movement so fluid like a cool mountain stream She's a masterpiece in motion A transparent wall affords us this view of what sparkles inside like the most Precious jewels Is this something too wonderful to believe? Perhaps, but still here she is right In front of me A masterpiece in motion As the gold colored mist floats gently by Like the midday sun it warms me inside The delightful breeze that caresses my ears Fills my heart with joy every time I hear it Is a masterpiece in motion so hard to believe I think not because she's right here in front of me