I have a little dream
That lies untouched in my heart
It grows with every tear that I shed
Still noble and kind… but very much alive
A little dream about you and me
Just listen and you will hear it grow
Maybe it’s time to wake up
To the love that’s still a little dream within
There is still a little child in every one of us
With a innocence tucked away deep inside
Like a little dream that grows and grows
With every golden tear that I shed…
And as I feed my self with little dreams
My hearts will only grow bigger…
Just listen and you will hear it grow
Within the innocence of pure love
Lies the purest love of all
Noble and kind… but very much alive
A love that cries out… inside of me
As I try to make you understand
My little dream… of you and me
My life is not true without you my love
And my purest love of all!!
I have a little dream
That lies untouched in my heart
It grows with every tear that I shed
Still noble and kind… but very much alive
A little dream about you and me
Tinka...Hugs....such a romantic soul you have my friend....a real gem and a keeper for sure...thi is sth that I will read again and again....cheers...love n luck....BHUWAN!!
Never sweet friend let your dreams fade !!!
Dreams are but the stepping stones to
reality, always remember that. I truly enjoy
reading these warm and caring poems. Keep the
faith dear friend.
warm hugs and much love Tinka
Elga
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on August 25, 2004
Well just sprinkle me with some Fairy dust!
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on August 24, 2004
Beautiful........
Stay well........
Be safe..........
Sweet dreams.....
Tinka,
All the elements add to the beauty of this poem: the picture, the music and finally (and most importantly) the words. You have produced something hauntingly beautiful.
Well done.
Chanti
Farhad Shirazi, a three star general of the ex-Shah's army who has been hiding in Iran for nine years,needs to escape From Ayatollah Khomeini's Iran or face capture and execution by the revolutionary guards...
She was quite capable of taking care of herself...She appreciated everything he was doing for her and the Grandmothers Four, but she needed his help, not for him to take over.
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Extreme poetry my friend - you have succinctly defined versed perfection!! Bravo!!
Best to you,
Robert
We have to face reality, no matter how painful it might be.
Good one.
That lies untouched in my heart
It grows with every tear that I shed
Still noble and kind… but very much alive
A little dream about you and me
Tinka...Hugs....such a romantic soul you have my friend....a real gem and a keeper for sure...thi is sth that I will read again and again....cheers...love n luck....BHUWAN!!
Reindeer
Never sweet friend let your dreams fade !!!
Dreams are but the stepping stones to
reality, always remember that. I truly enjoy
reading these warm and caring poems. Keep the
faith dear friend.
warm hugs and much love Tinka
Elga
Stay well........
Be safe..........
Sweet dreams.....
TRASK
smooth as wine
excellently penned.
Please don't wake me from my dreams
William peace & love
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
beautifully expressed longing and emotions in this one--this one is special. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
and so are you, tinka dear :)
All the elements add to the beauty of this poem: the picture, the music and finally (and most importantly) the words. You have produced something hauntingly beautiful.
Well done.
Chanti
Absolutely gorgeous...
Love
Peter
romantic way.
I salute You, Sublime Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Susan
With a innocence tucked away deep inside
I truly believe there is, Tinka, but far too many never let that little child come out.
Lovely Poem!