A Dream Of The Past Poem by Joyce Hemsley
A Dream Of The Past
Last night in my dream
he was smiling at me,
calling my name
'Sweet Rose of Tralee'.
With his ring on my finger
and church lights all aglow,
I walked back down the aisle
as his Bride ~ long ago.
Last night in my dream
love was his song
and those beautiful
memories live on.
A tragic twist in the tale..... Lovely to read, Joyce. Fran x
wonderful, i wish i would be remembered too. beautiful. thanks.md
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nice piece of work.Well expressed..Lovely poem.Thanks for sharing.