Cheers My Dream
I saw her only once in a reflection
She was passing by the stillest of mirrored rivers
I tilted my head towards the waters edge
she flowed by gently with absolute grace
Her blonde hair flowing her dress adorned in lace
she was as magnificent as if she was the sun and wind
I wanted to turn to see if she was real or just a apparition
But my eyes were fixed on her reflective path
She smelt of 'Scarlet Pineapple' sage
Or was it simply the flowers that blossomed on the bank that day
A whispering lullaby filled my ears after passing from her lips
like the voice of an angel but the words were lost through the shifting saw grass
I should of gambled, I should have turned
Like steam from a kettle she soon was gone
