My Golden Dream
My darling sweet, wake to me!
A beautiful melody
is your morning treat.
Wake and hear the euphony
coming from a leafy tree.
Look, my darling sweet,
and a goldfinch you will see.
In his trill is poetry
sounding joy replete.
Hasten to your window seat.
Look outside and see dawn greet
you with its first ray.
Rise, my love, and with bare feet,
through the fields of amber wheat
we will run today.
Come follow me. I entreat
you. Hasten, love; time is fleet.
Darling, don’t delay!
There is nothing to waylay
us. This is a golden day.
Where marigolds gleam
in the meadow we will play.
Then down where the cattails sway
by a sun-lit stream,
all the afternoon, we’ll stay.
Come with me, love. Come away
to my golden dream.
2012
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012
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