And so I Dream of You

Written by: Debra Squyres

 
I want to stroll with you
 along the twisting paths where the 
 canopy of limbs bare shade
 Hands held softly
 

I want to sit with you
 under the old cypress tree where the
 limb bends a sunken seat
 Hands held tenderly
 

I want to talk with you
 of our souls melding force where the 
 breeze only hears our voice
 Hands held confidently
 

I want to dance with you
 in the eve of our days where the
 golden years sashay by
 Hands held joyfully
 

And so I dream…….of you
 Wishfully 
 Prayerfully
 

By: Debra Squyres 3/8/2012