As sun rose in the early dawn <br />And skies were lit with gold, <br />I saw the clouds go passing by <br />And watched my dreams unfold, <br />For as the morning breeze did blow <br />It softly spoke to me, <br />The wind chime played the sweetest song <br />A graceful melody. <br /> <br />I rested in the leafy shade <br />Whilst there I thought of you, <br />I closed my eyes and there I wished <br />That you were with me too, <br />And as the noontime breeze did blow <br />Across the summer sky, <br />The wind chime played the sweetest song <br />That through the air did fly. <br /> <br />As shadows started falling <br />On the dark deserted ground, <br />I heard a gentle ringing then <br />So beautiful the sound, <br />For as the evening breeze did blow <br />And glowing sun did set, <br />The wind chime played the sweetest song <br />I never shall forget. <br /> <br />I watched the fading afterglow <br />That slowly slipped away, <br />Beneath the dark horizon far <br />To close another day, <br />And as the twilight breeze did blow <br />And stars did shine above, <br />The wind chime playrd the sweetest song <br />The sweetest song of love.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wind-chime/
