You are on page 1of 1

The Dance of Time

Clouds obscure the moon Silver frost covers the ground ~ A bright dawn awaits

Childhood Its dreams and hopes Dancing flights of fancy Chasing the future with brightest Yearning

Dance, my little one My flower from a new dawn You are my laughter My dreaming, my joy, my hope ~ Lost child of my restless youth

The magnolia blooms The rains of September fall ~ Sweet joy of springtime.

Inge Meldgaard 2013

You might also like