Red Ribbon Dreams Poem by Mike poet

I dreamed of scenes of greater things
and love as clear and pure as Spring.
The sky was as blue as her eyes were true
without sorrow fear or pain.

We walked through the land hand in hand
the lamb leading the wolf
spoke not a word for true love is heard
through the heart and in the soul.

For our love only sighs we spent our lives
growing old as one.
a sadness sensed our time was short
the dream was nearly done.

Late one eve on a day so fair
she'd taken the ribbon that held her hair
I awoke with pain and emptiness
with a ribbon of red upon my chest.