A breath of fresh air
A sigh of relief
Images of birds heard above
While deep in a coral reef
A warm welcome smile
Dimples and all
Felt a flutter in my heart
As I felt it fall
With open arms
I let you in
Those arms folded now
As I pose with a grin
I would say
I've been counting sheep
But very little
Did I actually sleep
As I dreamt
I thought of that day
You will turn to me
With the best of words to say
Perhaps I'm blinded in vison
But surely clear in sight
I'm certain that I will
Not need to put up much of a fight
I'm a fairy who flies without a doubt
A dreamer of sorts that flutters about
That remembers there's no need to pout
That soars as she sees the clear way out
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