The Day

Drum roll please

Her she comes

Strolling under the mistletoe 

Glistening in the rays of the sun

Taking it all in

The eyes turn 

Before everything stops

Let me tell you something

She was a beautiful dove

Careless and smooth

Full of white materials

Her hair is flowing yellow

For the day has come

Everything in it's place

Exercised in love

Speechless to the sight of her

Everyone in awe 

Beauty can not describe her

She is an open fire

Shifting with the wind

Changing shapes at ease

Dancing over the coals beneath 

Hot to the core

Yellow as the sun

We are far from the end

And then everything stops