One Fine Day

(Love: Happy Flashes, Happy Visions_01)

One fine day I´ll be living at the seaside
In an old stone house soaked with salt and sand.
I´ll be listening to the sound of his melodious voice,
And the words falling dancing from his mind.

The sea breeze will brush wildflowers and grasses
In the vibrant meadow of our late summer days,
I know, they´ll be ringing with our children´s laughter
For understanding is rooted within all man.

At night, we will cocoon inside our briny shell
With hands entwined and leaping hearts.
I may invite him to join in for some passionate spell
Or to rock me to sleep in his healing arms.

Even bleak winds and currents won´t alter our delight
In assembling the conundrum´s pieces of our lives,
Instead we´ll enjoy the colour range of all days and nights
And let ourselves grow with the course of the tides.

Yes, one fine day we´ll be living at the seaside,
Whatever accountants or fortune tellers may predict.
Moreover; and this is a secret! when that day arrives
Our hair will still glow with streaks of golden wheat.

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written on November 21st, 2006 ~ Alice McDuff

A song is a song.
A poem is a poem.