The Vision

---齐豫---

Sunlight is kissing the morning air

Bright colored butterflies are on the wing

Quivering reeds by the water side

Like a movement in a symphony of spring

I saw a vision of loveliness

As she passed by me

I caught my breath

I looked at her in amazement

She was a picture of heaven

It will remain as a mystery

That magic moment haunts my memory

My heart was captured

And she disappeared out of view

And she was gone

Beautiful swan

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