Dream
I had a dream, a while ago
about a woman I'd like to know,
with golden hair, and eyes of blue,
wonderful smile, all that, I knew...
She was a hope, more like a dream
and also beautiful, like never seen...
I "saw" us talking, hours a day
just like teenagers... What can I say?
This dream I kept for many years
within a smile, sometimes with tears...
lately was fading, was going away
like an old prayer that we don't say.
Now, like a miracle, this dream of mine,
bringing emotions I can't define,
at last is here and, coming true
by all the wonders I see in you...
about a woman I'd like to know,
with golden hair, and eyes of blue,
wonderful smile, all that, I knew...
She was a hope, more like a dream
and also beautiful, like never seen...
I "saw" us talking, hours a day
just like teenagers... What can I say?
This dream I kept for many years
within a smile, sometimes with tears...
lately was fading, was going away
like an old prayer that we don't say.
Now, like a miracle, this dream of mine,
bringing emotions I can't define,
at last is here and, coming true
by all the wonders I see in you...
Copyright 9/2015 Eugene Colin
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