By Michael David Coffey

It was you in the window

 of my mind's wandering

In the mists

 of a morning's softness

There among the flowers

reaching out to grasp the dew

Carpets of gold and blue
And you in white clouds

wandering in the dawn

It was you in my wandering

Gliding through the whispers

The roses of love,

blushing in their pink innocence

And you smiling

in quiet contemplation 
 of life's wonders

Yes, it was you in white

reflecting a morning's softness

It was you, you --

in the delightful dawning

Wandering in love with love

among the gold and blue

Caressing the rose in innocence, pink

Yes, you in love 
A Spring sprung dance of delight 
  to greet my dream, my longing

Yes, it was you

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