The Dream

The Dream The sleepy sun has gone to bed. Shades of darkness cover the land. I, too, lay down my sleepy head. And dream a dream so grand. Rising up from my sleeping shell I am dressed in gossamer thread A beauty am I and too wondrous to tell Tonight I am to be wed. I see him there With raven hair And raven eyes That hypnotize He sees me too With eyes so blue My hair is curled My arms unfurled He floats to my arms That wrap around him He has all the charms That will never dim A hush falls over all Angels line up on each side Far away mourning doves call As down the isle we glide We say our vows to love one another Before a being in bejeweled robe and crown All around us is our sister and brother And beings of wealth and renown We roll down the hill And laugh and have fun All becomes still The evening is done But before I awaken to the world below I vow a vow to myself I say: ''Til bells don't chime 'Til nothing will rhyme 'Til time stands still I'll love him, I will" And I open my eyes to the bright , shining sun And remember the wonderful dream Another earth day has begun Happier though it does seem. Copyright © 2004 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)