Woman by the Sea...

She hold in her hand, a pretty butterfly of different brilliant colors

and her dress is a mint julep as she holds in the other hand, a single

tulip.
She looks radiant by that seashore of vivid dreams and the candor,

Of the seagulls flying above, sing their happy tune.

It is in the beauty of the month of June and she takes solace in knowing...

That in her room at night, she will dream of God's beautiful delight.

the end...
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