I am
by Helen Shapiro

I'm the warm spring rain,
That  flows down your shoulders,
hugging you softly and whispering in your ear.
I'm the free bird,
That glides above you,
laying a featherweight blanket over you.
I'm the light wind, 
That envelopes you in the scent of blue sky.
I'm the rising sun,
That tickles your tan skin with kisses 
While you're still dreaming softly. 
I'm the distant shore,
That carries your hopes and calls your name.
I'm the guard of your  happiness...
You are my beautiful Dream