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Dreams Aren’t Just Dreams
Another dream through the night,
appeared before my mind.
Was it a special memory,
Or a message of some kind.
Was I reborn into this world,
Did I live here before?
I need to understand this message,
The dream I can’t ignore.
Strangers stood beside me,
Although familiar in some ways,
They seemed to be part of my life,
On all those special days.
They were there when I was born,
Since then they’ve gone away,
They dressed different in my dream,
Not in this modern day.
Why do I feel I know them,
What makes me shed a tear,
Why do I feel so close to them,
I know one time for me they cared.
I think sometimes it is my life,
Sometimes in my dreams I scream,
Maybe they are special messages,
Maybe Dreams aren’t Just Dreams.
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Love you sis.
Selena
Be always safe,
Karen
God bless you. Kathy
Georg
Cheers,
Dan
Fee
Edwin
We Are All Such Spiritual Beings
Our Hearts & Souls Are Connected I believe In Many Realms of Existence & Experience.
Just Because We Ca't See It Doesn't Mean It Doesn't Exist
Like Air & Radio Waves...we can't see that...but it exists.
I Enjoyed The Reflections Of Your Dream Poem Rose.
I Do Believe Our Dreams Are Indeed Very Special
Much Love & Happiness
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
You're going to keep yourself awake, and miss the dreams, if you keep trying to ponder what they mean LOL - still, a very thought provoking, beautiful poem. Well done, and "Sweet Dreams!" :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
please let us know. -gene.
Larry