cold and wintry by anelephantcant
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I dream
each night I dream of yesterday
when I was young and had no fear
not the day before the night I dream
but the yesterday when you were here
each night I dream of skies of blue
before the cold and wintry rain
I dream of long gone endless summers
and I dream that you might come again
each night I dream of rock n roll
and how your hips sway as you dance
I dream that you don’t walk away
I dream you give me one more chance
each night I dream of svelte mermaids
of soft waves and the dark green sea
I dream of paradise and golden sun
I dream you bathe in bliss with me
each night I dream of tales of yore
of brave knights and damsels distressed
I dream of Camelot and heroes bold
I dream it’s still me that you love best
each night I dream of ghosts of love
of days so short and oh so few
I dream of the time that flew so fast
and I dream of the ghost of you
anelephantcant 
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Elephant such a correlation of ghost and memories, different but a
So one the same. The speaker has so many beautiful memories of this person and wishes fervently for that “one more chance” but that too seems to be a wish like a ghost, not real anymore. He longs for the good of the past but I guess as they say hindsight is always 20/20. We can just make the best of what we have now, even though our hearts are chipped sand cracked. Again more hugs 🙂
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‘Tis lovely to dream….
Beautifully done!
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Dear Elephant,
I dream of a happier day for my pink friend. Beautifully written as always.
Shalom and hugs. ❤
Rochelle
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