The Dream
By: Felix L. Perry
March 08, 2008
Had a dream the other day
Funny I wasn’t ever asleep
Visions of what might occur
When for my heart you weep
I saw teardrops being wasted
Dripping on a granite stone
My voice filled the stillness
My soul now free to roam
Don’t cry for me tomorrow
Nor sadly sigh for me today
I lived and loved and died
Knew I couldn’t always stay
In my dream you held each other
Found comfort for your pain
I smiled as I looked down at you
Knowing I would rise again
Heard the children’s laughter
Knew in them you’d find me
Blood of blood in their veins
I knew that you would see
Then I waved a fond farewell
Knowing I’d be forever near
You’d need only to think of me
And our love again we’d share…
Sheila
This is Such Beautiful Poetry. Lovingly In The Expression Of Death or A Departure As That is What I Felt From The Write.
(sniffle sniffle)
Embraced~Embrasse'
Vickie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Sanja xo
Georg
Love ya face Cuz XOXOXO Rose
dripping on a granite stone
excellent pen - thanks, ~D.
Be always safe
Karen
getting in touch with feelings of your heart!
As always Fee
Brilliant write!
Peace Love and hugssss...Morning Star
Love Tinka
stan
Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem.
Jill