"In my dreams of lakes and streams"

In my dreams of lakes and streams, is now the only place it seems.
a place that still will keep a promise to remain as clear reflections of our time.

The one true bastion that I thought could never ever end,
I think the time is almost here when rivers cease to bend.

In my dreams of lakes and streams the time is not to late,
we can change the way live and not accept it as our fate.

For we all know the best of dreams can quickly come undone,
or sometimes change before the early rising of the sun.

And through it all I dread to hear the lonely night bird call,
for he cannot be the only one to see the writing on the wall.

But if this has to be and all will change, and life in all it's beauty we must rearrange.

Reflections in my painting that I show in mostly gray,
will help you see a special time of morning on a gentle rainy day.

If I could paint a perfect world for everyone to see,
it would reflect my dreams and hopes for an eternity.

Composition by Mr.Winston
January 30 2006