Perfect Dream
Soft butterfly kisses on a hot summers day. Beautiful songs that the birds sing. Oh
how I wish I had that. The soothing sound of the waves crashing on the shore. The
sun beating down on my face. Kids playing in the sand. That would be perfect. But
it's only a dream.
Copyright © Tausha Woodard | Year Posted 2011
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