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
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