I used to dream of eyes so caring....
And loving arms to hold me.
I used to dream of heroic knights....
And how gracious they would be.! ! ! ! !
I used to dream of how I wouldn't settle.....
For anything less than best.
I used to dream of how he would majestically....
Lay all fears to rest.! ! ! !
I used to dream of fairy tales,.....
How wondrous would they be
I used to dream of story books......
All patterned after me.! ! !
I used to dream of a lot of things,....
But the moment I met you,
I immediately stopped dreaming,...
Because all of my dreams came true.! ! ! :) :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem