Your Dream Awaits Poem by Portia Burton

Your Dream Awaits



The dusk has fallen
And it is getting dark,
But the siblings are still gossiping,
I just nod in assent
To whatever they say,
And mumble meekly,
'yeah, umm, okay..'
Praying all the while
For them to go,
And leave me alone!

In between
I fervently steal
A glance At my bed,
where on my pillow
Your dream awaits..
Perchance...

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A poem about yearning
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Portia Burton

Portia Burton

London, U.K.
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