Pleasant Dreams Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

I hear the pitter patter,
Right there on my window pane,
It's time that I got out of bed,
Another day again,
The sky is full of thick grey clouds,
It's such a dismal day,
But I've just had this lovely dream,
That, you'd never gone away.
You sat beneath an old oak tree,
Your smile shone like a star,
Birds sang all around you,
I beckoned from afar.
You walked to me and took my hand,
It was like before,
We strolled along together,
There were flowers there galore.
And as I sit here now I think of you,
Still missed for sure,
You've left me with great memories,
My memories of you.

Jayne Louise Davies