
When oft' I drift to lands of dreams and hope
I seek the peace I left behind with you.
Two writers work unveiling their sweet dreams
to change the lives of all whom cross our paths.
Oh take my hand, my dear and treasured friend;
On clouds of hope, may all our dreams come true,
and never end our inspiration's spring.
As Jove, above, commands from his high throne
and Apollo's rays shine the earth abroad;
May all our words touch each and every heart
and bring about the message we both share.
Though others fail to see the inner cause,
that in our darkest hour, someone will care;
The strength you give to each and everyone
will light their path and guide them through the dark.
Through words of hope and a better morrow,
I know that we shall seize a better day.
So with our dreams, may these two writers see
a world, unchained, from misery and dread.