Dreamed In Color

Reality

There is a dream but it's not real
It's only part of things I've heard
And in my mind I think I feel
The touching of a holy word
It's nothing more than an April mist
That drifts in with the early dawn
Then fades away before it's kissed
The pillow that I'm dreaming on
It steals away that part of me
That keeps me safe, secure, and sane
And if I knew what it could be
I'd look at it, and see it plain
And take it then within my heart
To raise my life to better things
That dream, I know, could be the start
Of more and better happenings
But it is gone, before I know
Just what, or who, or where, or when
To be, or not, or fade or grow
Or if I'm dreaming now or then

RLS




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