I dreamed of pink clouds
like the cotton candy confections
from the circus floating
enticingly before
stands of eager children
I dreamed of falling stars
like the lightening bugs
that dot summer nights
with glowing remnants
of the day’s yellow sun
I dreamed of brilliant diamonds
like the glistening drops
of water splashing
as children gleefully dive
under blue skies
I dreamed of forever love
like the promise on a
wedding day between
young lovers who believe
in happily ever after
I dreamed of dreaming,
of never waking to a
world without pink clouds,
falling stars, brilliant diamonds
and forever love
I dreamed …
Regis
As long as we can dream there is hope. Wonderful write as always, Paul.
TX
Felix