when in the peace of your valley
all your dreams died, as they were satisfied
and loneliness became your friend
why, did you let her go
(c) JR. 2022
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.