The Vision

Sunlight is kissing the morning air
Bright colored butterflies are on the wing
Quivering reeds by the water side
Like a movement in a symphony of spring

I saw a vision of loveliness
As she passed by me
I caught my breath

I looked at her in amazement
She was a picture of heaven

It will remain as a mystery
That magic moment haunts my memory

My heart was captured
And she disappeared out of view
And she was gone...
Beautiful swan...