That Dream

 

I'm a writer, I write the dreams no one can see

so...I will write her into my poetry

she's that dream, a dream no one can see

coming down on the last train from London

coming to me promissing me the love I need

and I will live up to it, yes I will take her into my dreams

those dreams I write everyday, she's coming

she's one of those dreams that stays

and this poem sounds like an old familiar song

I somewhere lost long ago somewhere down

Calveston way

(c) JR.