Silent tears upon my pillow,
To fall into a dreamlike state,
Walking through the golden meadows,
There you sit upon the gate.
Smiling, waiting, in the sunshine
Flowers grow around your feet,
Your pleasant smile, beams like rainbows
This is our place, our chance to meet.
Don't fade away my precious memory,
For dreams are all i have to hold,
Please don't go, don't ever leave me,
This dream i dream is pure gold.
Jayne Louise Davies
Ever so Deeply, Deeply heart moving! .. And so Beautifully expressed! ..
A beautiful poem on dreams. They are so precious and should be preserved in memory. Nice write.
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