Where Dreams Await Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Dreams are the mystery of sleep,
Sometimes we feel like we've dreamt for hours,
But they say we dream just before we wake,
A few moments that's all it takes.
Why do we dream of random things?
No one knows what the next dream may bring,
Is it a look into our next life?
Maybe those unusual events will unfold,
When the time is right?
I've always found dreams fascinating,
It's a place where our loved ones
Show up now and then,
It's a place we can visit,
During sleep again and again,
The wonders of dreams are a pure mystery,
They are waiting for you,
They are waiting for me.


Jayne Louise Davies