Dreams

I went to bed ; angry at the World last night When suddenly my bedroom filled with unearthly Light The most beautiful women, a specter ; called “ Dreams “ Stood at my bedside, amongst the Moonbeams Flowers in her hair; Flowers Everywhere : Remember? Her light brown hazel eyes, the color of early November Sparkle, as she speaks “ YOU know of LOVE : of Death You Know Always , Forever, “HIS” “ Everlasting Breath “ Amazement She Reflects to the Iris of Eternal “ L I F E “ My most Beautiful “ Dreams “ : "My most Beautiful “ WIFE “" Inspired by The ”Contest” “ Tell Her Story “ Sponsored By Constance La France ~ A Rambling POET~~ Written by HGarvey Daniel Esquire Aka : Harry D. Johnson Dedicated to the Memory of My LOVING WIFE “ L E N O R E “ Honorable Mention