Dreams

Dreams are grown by angels

And are planted in the spring

They put them under our pillows

And watch the joy they bring

Sometimes as we grow older

Our dreams can disappear

But the angels will remind us

When they whisper in our ear

A nightmare is a broken dream

That the angels cast aside

They grow much faster than other dreams

And burrow deep inside

Sometimes we have those falling dreams

But we never hit the ground

We're always caught by angel's wings

Before our death is found

And if you've often wondered

Can all our dreams come true

The angels only plant our dreams

The rest is up to you

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was a great poem. It was really nicely written. I also agree with it. The flow and the rhyming were in perfect sink with each other. Thanks for sharing.

[The White Wolf]

I looooove this :) Those last two lines, such a great ending and so true! I am always fond of poems about angels in general, but this, well, this is so lovely.

[just is]

This is simply amazing, I enjoyed reading this

[AutumnBelle]

great job with this poem! especially like the last stanza