Gladys woke with you beside the sea,
The dawn was whispering silently,
The mountains glowed with a golden flame,
And called the morning by your name.
The tide was breathing soft and slow,
Its silver secrets each only know,
The palms bent low as if they heard
The hush between each tender word.
The light unwrapped the sky in gold,
More precious than the pearls of old,
No jewel could match this moment’s grace,
Nor treasure shine like your dear face.
The sunrise burned, the world grew wide,
But all its splendor stayed inside,
Where love was brighter than the swirls,
Of sea and dawn, beyond the pearls.
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