Thursday, 16 June 2011

White

Pretty as a picture
Sparkling bright
The world covered in a blanket
Of freezing cold white

A winter's dream
Is so special to me
But it's not the vision
I'd most love to see

Fifteen tough players
With a red rose on their chest
Lofting a trophy
Proving they're the world's best

I watched it all
In two thousand and three
And for something else
I'd give that up happily

Climb up a mountain
Leave the clouds down below
Filling your vision
Like a carpet of snow

A breathtaking sight
I've enjoyed once before
But there's another experience
I'd love to endure

Shooting across Bark Bay
Spray filling my sight
Rainbows flying out from
The sunlight so bright

A beautiful place
And a magical day
There's only one thing
That could drag me away

And now something tells me
To close my lips tight
Not to disclose
My perfect vision of white

Some things should be secret
Of that I am sure
Only to be shared
With the one you adore

So I'm signing off here
If that is alright
Just closing my eyes
And dreaming of white

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