Dreams

I often wonder in my head
If angels watch while I’m in bed.
Is it they who help me see and hear
Those I have loved and held so dear.

Mother, father, husband, son
I dream about them every one.
When I awake, they’ve seemed so real 
My limbs reach out to touch and feel.

Ere I remember that it’s just a dream
I fear I’ve said or done some careless thing. 
To upset or hurt--my greatest fear
As it often was when they were here.

I long to sleep and dream once more, 
To see the ones I saw before.
But now they’ve gone; again I lose.
We’ll talk again when the angels choose.

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Gwendolen Song

March 20, 2011 at 6:37 PM

This poem has deep meaning and touches me personally. Many of my loved ones who have passed on have been in my dreams and yearning to see them again, I quickly close my eyes and hope to return to my dream. Many of us can relate! Beautifully scribed! Gwendolen