Dream - Poem by Kathrine Philip
Why does my mind go when it’s quiet
And the late of night folds darkness around me?
Why do I wander when I dream
And when I remember where I’ve gone?
I have thoughts of you beside me, snuggled close
I am within your soft arms, and your breath warm against me,
Brings peace and comfort and enough love
To get me thinking for another day.
Dreams push my reality and thoughts back into my mind
Am I to suffer through another day just like the last.
I am Praying, wondering, hoping, fearing that it is all just another dream
And that life is really so cold and crule to me.
Or is my reality just a dream?
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