In Her Dreams

Memories remain in the heart.

Tears wet her cheeks

As she recalls a time of old.

Gentle is the release

And sweet are the memories she holds.

 

A life gone by

Fills her heart’s vision.

She bothers not to dry her eyes,

For she’s on a mission.

 

Though many years have passed,

She searches to remember with fondness.

Time has a way in not holding back,

Even though, she knows she is blessed.

 

Images fade in and out,

And she can barely make them out with clarity.

Trying hard to remember the sights and sounds,

She wishes to be free.

 

Having had a long life,

Her inner heart holds peace.

For sixty-five years she had been a wife

To a man she now sees only in her dreams.

 

She’s dancing in the rain,

She’s holding her babies.

She’s folding her hands to pray,

She’s decorating the Christmas Tree.

 

In her dreams she is with him once more,

Holding him in her heart.

In her dreams her love is forever stored,
Never to be apart. 

Reviews

[NeiL ArandA]

Amazingly touching ! This is the opposite of my writing " The Pen and The Pad ".
You really nailed this one ... Memories are kept alive inside a person's heart by always and constantly remembering and dreaming about it .

[May Flowers]

A beautiful poem with words that flow easily