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Happy Birthday Ingmari


Serenade (A Song for Ingmari)

Pretty things
strawberry cream
and
fiery opal rings
come and go
like the tides
and leave
a taste of hunger
deep inside
A scent of vanilla and
crushed cinnamon
blend and bring
memories
rich memories:

This is a song about Ingmari
the Wind is her sister
and when she breathes it
she is free

Always at home in the forest
among the songbirds
Yes, she's a daydreamer
of the first degree

Dressed in ivory satin
and lacy gowns
she glides through the city
like a pilgrim on holy ground

Like a pilgrim on hallowed ground
And wherever she walks she brings a smile
to those who are down
Yes she does, because

She walks in beauty by the day,
she walks in beauty through the night
She's a bright summer's breeze
and a white December's bride

A white December's night
angel wings, yes she's got a pair,
could be clip-ons 'cause
I don't see any seams nowhere

Some say she came from the other side
wrapped in a cloak
of the finest cloth
found on a catwalk at eventide

Maybe it's true after a fashion
So Skål, Cheers! here's to a lifestyle,
a path, a soul on fire with passion
Je ne sais quois, Certáinment

This is a serenade for you Ingmari.
in silk and rose petals you are
a vision to see...

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