Keith R. Hirons

(Coventry, West Midlands, UK)

Night-Time Dreamer

Through the dead of night,
Shafts pale moonlight,
Dreams awake into your sight,
Gently putting wrong to right. Dreaming of me standing there,
With no sticks or wheelchair.
Things you lost come back to play,
In your dreams at end of day. Losing all your worries there,
Dreaming of your lovers care,
Lasting love from far away,

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