Dreams Worth Gold
Did I ever tell you
It's in my semi-conscious
that I meet them?
not all together,
they visit one bye one
a very private meeting, if you will
last night it was of Lee
I dreamt
he had never died at all
It was all just a big mistake
he was alive and smiling at me
Just like he always used to do
and on awakening
from my most cheerful slumberbash
I realised
it was just the intervention
of the most kindest side
of my semi-conscious state
that at least let me see him once again
I held my big brothers hand
and that for me is
a dream worth gold.
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I love the way you start this poem - like you are in a sort of personal conversation with every reader. Such a touching poem follows. Lovely words, beautifully put together. Such dreams are most certainly worth gold. And I love the reappearance of slumberbash. A very moving poem my dear friend. 🌹
Thank you dear Bernie, this is indeed the first poem I have ever used his name, so very grateful you are here. 🌹
It is my pleasure and honour to be here my dear friend. 🌷
The second last stanza for me
Thank you dear Rory, I wasn't quite sure it came across, so I'm truly delighted you like it. Thank you so much for coming by to say. 🌹