I Dream of Emily
I dreamed again of Emily
In a dark hour of the night
I dreamed we rode a carriage
Along a darkened path
Our souls together
Warm
Under a blanket of soft fur
Wordless we rode
Although we spoke, our hearts in time,
With a language of our own
That was long ago
An eternity ago
Now it grows light
The dream is gone
Forever gone, I fear
And yet, and yet, my heart declares
The dream will never go
My heart will always speak to yours
With a language of it's own
In a dark hour of the night
I dreamed we rode a carriage
Along a darkened path
Our souls together
Warm
Under a blanket of soft fur
Wordless we rode
Although we spoke, our hearts in time,
With a language of our own
That was long ago
An eternity ago
Now it grows light
The dream is gone
Forever gone, I fear
And yet, and yet, my heart declares
The dream will never go
My heart will always speak to yours
With a language of it's own
posted by Lane Savant at 10:33 AM
3 Comments:
Finally got around to reading your blogs, You have a talent for writing and I enjoyed them very much, thanks
I enjoyed your writings to.
Fine sweet poem, Doug!
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