I found him in my dream,
Oh, it didn't seem.
That he was acutally right there,
Showing me he cared.
I could reach out and touch him,
My feelings all came out.
I know what this is all about.
I miss him so much,
Dreams is all I have.
It was a true, sweet visit,
I felt alive, happy and loved.
A few stolen moments,
Feels like a lifetime of tokens.
But, then it was all just a dream,
Warm feeling like a sunbeam.
Diana Rose
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