Out Of The Sun Poem by Lesa MRK

I had a dream last night,
That you would come again.
You would take my hand,
And we'd dance into the wind.
We'd run and run and never cease,
Until our worries were all gone.
Then turn and laugh and smile,
As we went running along.
Then we'd stroll into the sun,
And gaze up at the sky,
And pray to God to let us know,
To give us a reason why.
Then slowly we'd retrace our steps,
Back to my bedroom door.
Then I'd watch you walk away,
And out of my life once more.

(December 12,1989)