In My Dreams
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In my Dreams
I dreamed in my dreams that I could sing
That folk would find it worth listening
I saw myself standing on a stage
Below bright spotlighting glistening.
With diamanté mike in my hand
And fans all wildly, madly cheering
I was in splendour of happiness
And hoping that the world was hearing.
Sadly when my song came to an end
I found a silence was descending
I believed I’d receive loud applause
Truth was brutally condescending.
I asked the Lord above what went wrong
He said that I wasn’t meant for singing
Tears slid down alike a mountain stream
And my poor tortured heart was stinging.
So I never sang a song again
But in my dreams I was still wishing
That I would be on the stage again
But then, the wistful voice was missing.
Though I had always dreamt I could sing
Singing decidedly isn’t my thing.
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2nd June 2023
Copyright © Beryl Edmonds | Year Posted 2023
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