Think Of Me Poem by Terry Donovan

Please think of me and I will think of you
Then we can get together in our dreams,
Imaginations recreate the view
Of everything as proper as it seems.
Where walls don't stand and fences are not built,
Horizons just a backcloth yet to fall,
No crying to be heard when milk is spilt
And only nature answers to the call.
We'll dream the dream, perhaps a dream too far,
Beyond all possibilities of reach,
But better searching for a shooting star
Than learning all the trodden ground can teach.
Yes, we can think and blink away the tears
And in a moment glean those wasted years.