Dream In Red
Dream in red, the colour of wine
And your soul entangled in time
Dream in Blue, the colour of sky
And your eyes asking, “why?”
I dream a lot to pass the time
I scheme a lot to get away
But you don’t even have
The time of day
You tell me, “Go break a leg,
Or else you’ll wind up dead.”
I know all this and more
As I lie awake in bed
But then again a smile appears
You hunger for the bygone years
Your eyes are shinning now
Filled with loving tears
© Andrea Coltman
Sandie May Angel
But then again a smile appears
You hunger for the bygone years
Your eyes are shinning now
Filled with loving tears
Reindeer
Prayers to you & your family - always ... a beautifully composed poem - lovely!!
Robert
I hope your mom recovers and is back to full health, soon.
Thank you for being supportive of my Den pages, too.
and red is a wonderful color to dream in!!!
hope all goes well ...
Hope your mom is Okay!!
Love Tinka
mother and you in my thoughts and prayers!Take care!
Love ...eileen
I hope all turns out well.
Peace
We dream, some times because imagination takes us there, some times because we need to escape, but then we penn our dreams as you have so nicely done here. My prayers are with you and your Mother.
Carmen :-)
We have to dream in order to keep our sanity most of the time, it's our only escape.
Awesome thoughts and write.
Lisa