Dreams
Almost every night,Morpheus blesses my sleep
With the stream of dreams.
Some make me smile in sleep,
Some cry in my heart
Some are short, some last all night
Some feel to be so real,
Just like you
Can make me laugh or cry,
Hopeful and gay
Sometimes sad some times haunting
Is it an omen? Or is it just a fake play
Or s chain of broken thoughts?.
let me ask you this
As you the stuff dreams are made of
Comments (1)
" and our little life is rounded off with sleep "
" THE STUFF DREAMS ARE MADE OF"
great one this.
your intensity flowers out in such lovely graceful flowing words
scherie