Troubled Dreams

I close my eyes, drift into sleep And through the darkness see My mother and my father As they return once more to me Although passed on, they appear in dreams When I’m beset by troubles or strife Bringing through sleep, their counsel To advise as they did in mortal life. Their love and presence fill me As they take me by the hand Then together we go walking Through a celestial, tranquil land We sit by serene waters And converse with silent words Although I never hear them Their advice is always heard My dream ends and I awaken Troubles eased, the answers clear Re-assured by the strength of my parents Who through dreams will always be here.