karen@amd.UUCP (Karen Bain) (03/18/85)
I take a walk and smell the air,
And think that life would be so grand,
If I could see a hundred beaches,
And dig my toes into their sands.
Lay awake beneath the stars,
And see them smiling on their sea,
With a warm wind as my blanket,
And the moon to comfort me.
I fall asleep, and dream of flowers
Like a bed beneath my feet,
And I lay in their soft pettles
Dressed in apricot and peach.
To some this finest dream, you'd think
Would be more than enough.
And still I know, it can't compare
With the comfort of our love.
- Karen Bain 1/85