I speak of a land that's small but filled with peace
There's fruit trees, a home, children, and a woman
Each night I would visit this land and feel at ease
Each time I see something new, and today, a man
By his side the dark haired faceless woman leans
The man looked at her lovingly and kissed her nose
They watched their children on the emerald greens;
Two petite cherubs with cheeks the color of rose
On top, clouds of butterflies hovered above the two
The doves, from their souls, sang to the sapphire sky
The man, seeing all this, said to his wife "thank you"
He wraps around her and slowly, smiles then cry
His wife, called the kids, together a family of four
The four of them rests happily in this land of lore
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