My Canadian Girl

Dreaming

My Canadian Girl

Just one look in the mirror

And I know I don't look the same anymore

Your laughter brought sunshine

Everyday was like spring time

Feeling empty without you on my arms

Distance has stolen the charms

I don't know how I made it before

Plus how we walked on the streets of the future

Everyday with you was the reality of the big picture

Now, staying apart is like living in hell

Watching the memories of our love fade away in my eyes

If only I could hold them forever

If I could break the distance

You'll still be here inside my head

Oh, if I can hold you for just a minute

But you're no more

I wish I told you the right words

I'm just gonna smile

And tell the whole world i'm fine

But it was all a dream.

Homason.

Author's Note

that moment, after much fun, you wake and realize it has been just a dream. Which lines seem familiar to you?

Reviews

[Devanshi]

Nicely written. It reminded me of a story I've read somewhere, which got the same feeling into me. The only difference is that you made me feel what the story did in a write way smaller than it!! It's really good. The last stanza is my favorite! Keep writing!!

[Homason]

I appreciate your effortful review. I'm working on that too.

[Homason]

Well said Tony. Thanks for sowing a time.

[Tony Jordan]

I love dream poems. What are they - perhaps tapping into a previous life's memories or a future one's.
My dog dreams - the legs moving in sequence as he sleeps.
One thing for real is just how real they can seem.
Nice one Homason.

[Nessly]

Loss and/or rejection is never easy. :(

[Homason]

wow! That's a remarkable date Al. but the mind is limitless. Ideas preserved in writing.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Homason I can relate going back as far as 1972 to Jane. The universality of loss lives in us all.

Regards,
Al

[Homason]

Thanks Paul, Jacob and "The Outcast" for your time and passionate reviews. Sometimes, the alarm could be annoying at such moments.

[Paul Bell]

They say when you drown, you relive the good times. Though i've always found, just when the good time is about to happen, the alarm clock goes off.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, this is familiar.....was it really real? we sometimes hold on to a memory so hard...we become delusional with it...and even if it isn't real...the thought it might have been feels kind of good.