Breath the lush summer breeze, milk summers fading light, spoil its retreat with laughter tonight?
Has time afforded you the benefit of borrowing an hour, to steal what serenity is left till the morrow?
The ache that resides within my chest will be lifted when the drinks commence!
Your company is all need to restore my mirth and remedy;
So speed your fowl intake, get your fill, then lift your spirits and prepare for thrill!
The castles where dreams sleep have been floating by, perched in those white worlds that blot the sky, and I have admired from afar, wondering if dreams greet those who ask for more.
William Dare 