Paradise
There standing with a hill to view
Above a stream were just two
About little flowers, purple, white
Ever fading went the light
Evening air rustled the leaves
They stood close in the breeze
Her blue sapphires gleaming
His heart faster beating
The time was now
He took a bow
Her hand in his
The question is
Him to her and her to him
Love shines forever, never dim
Copyright © Dallan Hathaway | Year Posted 2012
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