One Summer's Eve
One Summer's eve - a voice was heard
The sunset was thrown together last minute
The colors were a sight to behold
Like paints on a palette - they were organized
The blues and the purples were next to the oranges and reds
The sky - like a Pollack was grand to behold
Some paint still dripping off of the brush
Form clouds and mountain-tops off in the distance
The calm before the storm
Waves crash onto the distant shore
Life is full of mysteries that we are meant to explore
Do you remember the first time I spoke to you?
I told you of a place that I would love to go
But I do not want to go there alone
So - I took you by the hand
And promised we would go together
I keep my promises - my dear
We have so much to do and so little time
I watch how the days come and go
I understand how little I really do know
The night is for dreamers
The day is for believers
Follow me as I show you the way
Dawn is right around the corner
One Summer's Eve - a voice was heard
And we stopped to listen to what it said
It told us to keep on dreaming
For some dreams will become realities
And some realities will become dreams
Copyright © Shane Houston | Year Posted 2018
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