TWILIGHT DREAM

In fields of grace, she dances free,

A girl of dreams, her spirit's key.

With laughter that lights up the day,

She weaves her joy in every sway.

Her eyes, a mirror to the soul,

Hold stories yet to be told.

With innocence and wisdom blend,

She journeys on, a cherished friend.

In her smile, the sun does rise,

A beacon of hope in cloudy skies.

Her laughter, a melody sweet,

Echoes of joy in every beat.

She walks with grace in every stride,

A gentle presence by her side.

With kindness flowing from her heart,

She paints the world a vibrant art.

In her embrace, troubles dissolve,

As warmth around us resolve.

She's a muse, a guiding light,

In her, we find endless delight.

A form, so pure and bright,

A temple of love in darkest night.

In every verse, in every rhyme,

Her spirit lives through endless time.

PRMDR