Dreams

Dreams

Prismed in a warm and dusky haze

I crave my dreams come true,

Through a brightened cloud I gaze

I see a misty future View,

Emotions through a glowing glinted glaze

A touch of satin silk I steal,

My so wanted wildest dreams

I manage to reveal.

Pray the magic will not sadly stray

But will be there now and every day.

Scars left from yesterdays ups and downs

A blessing for present wisdom found.

Glimmering crystals sets atmospheric landscapes

Echoing angelic sounds the heavens make.

Through the moon shone shimmering ivory world

Of which I’ve been surround,

Stars brighten the ebony darkened sky

Beauty bestows the artists eye,

Rainbows of multicoloured ink

Scroll the words of our future link

By penny Andrews 27.6.2008