Member Rara Avis
America the beautiful
Last night as I lay sleeping, love,
A vision came to me.
It was of you and I, my love,
A wondrous sight to see.
And in the dream I had, my love,
I reached and touched your face
I clasped you hand in mine, my love,
And felt your warm embrace.
I pressed my lips to yours, my love,
To taste your kiss so sweet
You held me for a minute, love,
In this moment that did fleet.
I wakened from the dream, my love,
With a thought of you that stayed
With me throughout the day, my love,
And never once did fade.
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail-
And give her to the god of storms,
The lightning and the gale!
-Oliver Wendell Holmes