Thursday, July 5, 2012

On the fields of gold

1 comment:

Liisu N. said...

Sometimes I dream
I dream of golden lights
And soft hum of bumblebees
I dream of soft winds
Tangling and patting my hair
And warm rays of sun
Painting freckles on my nose
I dream of perfect hour
When everything gets quiet
Just before the sun starts to set
I dream of peace
That fills up my soul
And I can’t help but smile
At the golden perfection
Sometimes I dream
And then I go home
Where all my dreams come true
In the golden light