When I wake in the morning, will I find <br />That this was nothing but a lavish dream, <br />A magic moment conjured in the mind, <br />A mirage with a wishful-thinking theme? <br />Once more, reality the status quo, <br />A consequence of castles in the air, <br />A lonesome lover who will never know <br />The pleasure of the treasure that you bare? <br />Or will this little miracle prevail, <br /> This little world of wonder never cease, <br />Will I still drift with no wind in my sail, <br />Another painted picture, party piece? <br /> <br />I lay my body down to sleep and pray <br />That you'll still be here at the break of day.<br /><br />Terry Donovan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/faith-hope-and-clarity/
