Everyday before I wake
I dream a little dream
always different than the last
simple it may seem
But often truth
is deep inside
beneath the skin
behind each eye
Yesterday I dreamt of you
cleaning out my heart
to make a path for all the love
so we could make a start
And I was really happy...
But I didn’t realize
until I noticed later on
that it was all a lie
You see…
A dream is nothing more
than pictures intertwined
of the thoughts your thinking
that’s deep within your mind
So if you go on thinking
about how life could be
you just might come across it
somewhere in your dream
Be careful what your thinking
before you go to bed
try to think about your life
control what’s in your head
Your dreams cause motivation
that’s hard to keep at bay
so try to think clearly
each and every day
A piece that holds much deepth... the insight only a true dreamer could pen. Keep dreaming and writing Patricia Gale
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For a poem so small it contains so much feeling. I love it.