Awake

Country Skies (I don’t know the author - it's a favorite of one of my friends.)

I dreamed my suitor would be tall
A romeo, who would enthrone
Me as his Juliet
Enhance my very being with his own.
I visualized his classic look,
His polished personality.
Who, like the figures in a book
Would make life beautiful for me.
Yet, I was kissed awake by one
Who wore a comfortable face,
Who spoke his words of love and sun
With unassuming split-rail grace.
The man I wed has country skies
And laughing meadows in his eyes.