Dreams
I went to bed ; angry at the World last night
When suddenly my bedroom filled with unearthly Light
The most beautiful women, a specter ; called “ Dreams “
Stood at my bedside, amongst the Moonbeams
Flowers in her hair; Flowers Everywhere : Remember?
Her light brown hazel eyes, the color of early November
Sparkle, as she speaks “ YOU know of LOVE : of Death
You Know Always , Forever, “HIS” “ Everlasting Breath “
Amazement She Reflects to the Iris of Eternal “ L I F E “
My most Beautiful “ Dreams “ : "My most Beautiful “ WIFE “"
Inspired by The ”Contest” “ Tell Her Story “ Sponsored By
Constance La France ~ A Rambling POET~~
Written by HGarvey Daniel Esquire Aka : Harry D. Johnson
Dedicated to the Memory of My LOVING WIFE
“ L E N O R E “
Honorable Mention
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