Come with me
And you will see,
A world of pure simplicity.
Where grass is green
And sky is blue,
All is right and all is true.
Sunrises set the tone
For waltzes, wishes,
And ice cream cones.
May I have this dance,
Or stroll by the garden gate?
Roses reveal it's never too late.
Here and now
It can be,
Where I love you and you love me.
Phyll
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