He Comes To Me In Dreams
he comes to me in dreams
warm and lovingly
he comes to me in dreams
smiling and twirling me around and around
out of breath we both spill to the ground
endless hours of play and fun
he comes to me in dreams
twirling me round and round
when the day starts
we must part
for he comes to me in dreams
smiling and running with me through
the yellow buttercup fields of my youth
Copyright © Marie Harrison | Year Posted 2010
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