In My Dream I See My Bride-To-Be Handing Me Her Key

We Are birds In the sky Looking to land High upon a tree We'll have each other's wings Thru the seasons and nature Good weather and bad, cold and hot To rise and broaden our horizons To My love In my dream I want your hand To hold and marry To branch, like birds, freely Building upon that first twig In time we'll have our own nesteggs Dear, can I have the key to your heart 9/27/22 The Mystical Dream Contest Sponser-Anoucheka Gangabissoon Note-reverse nonet 4th