SILVER WATER

An entry for the Traditional Poetry Contest

SILVER WATER

I dream of dancing moonbeams
on a mountain lake at night;
The water slowly turns to silver,
filling my old heart with delight.

Silver water shining softly
as the moon appears above;
Just a moment in eternity
that I shall always love.

The world offers so much beauty
yet we are often unaware
that there is something sacred
in this world so full of care.

It takes only just a moment
if you open your heart to see
that the silver water nourishes
us throughout all of eternity.

I dream of dancing moonbeams
on a mountain lake at night;
The water slowly turns to silver,
filling my old heart with delight.

I still dream -

Countrymom
5/5/03 Revised 8/5/14