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Into My Dreams
I rest my head upon my pillow, As I look back on yesterday. I long for the people of my past, Just wishing for one more day.
I think of all the places I've been, The places I choose to be, I close my eyes and before I know it, You are travelling right next to me.
The moon is watching, As it is all dressed for rest, Giving me the right to the dreams, Of what I really like best.
New people to meet, Different places I need to be, To fulfill my dreams in life, For no one, other then me.
Into my dreams you meet me, Into the still of the night, Holding me within your arms, All through the moonlight.
Then morning comes and I awake, Refreshed as the morning dew, With fond thoughts and memories, Of the travels I had with you.
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Blessings,
Joyce B.
Where we can be and see and do
The things we wished and then let those dreams
flow unto a page, for without dreams
I Don't think we have much to write
Dreams turn into beautiful poems like this one I just read
Outstanding Imagery and flow excellent Write!
Love Peace and Joy to you always...Morning star
Thanks,
Dan
Eileen
Into the still of the night,
Holding me within your arms,
All through the moonlight.
Extremely lovely, Rose.
I believe that you do actually travel in your dreams.
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"
Love & hugs
Lena
George
Fee