A Dream

Once upon a time a dream was a dream
Locked in my mind, cold.. unseen.
Years have passed many a moon
Night-n-gales whistled many a tune.
.. and the stars swing low through the midnight glow
...and the angel sings as she folds her wings
..and all these memories draw back these dreams.

Some of new & some of old
Some of coals & some of gold.
The work the play of each new day,
Who knew that dreams come when you pray.
From the first breath to the last breath
& the ones inbetween,
Bring you lines of joy like sweet wine that is aging.
My maker says "reason with me"..He has called me
Out by name.
Leading me home where there is no sorrow
Bringing me home...where there is no pain.

Reviews

[blaqpearl]

very well written i love this

[cristamay76]

Thank you. I wrote this during a dark tribulation in my life.

[Stephanie K.]

I absolutely loved this! Good work with this piece, keep writing like this!

[cristamay76]

Thanks Stephanie :)